Echoes In The Void

Every plea to heathen gods,
Every plea to end the endless war,
Echoes lost in the beyond,
Anything to change the odds,
Anything instead of endless gore,

Rain take tears to ocean far,
Blades and crimson soldiers in this war,
Silence honing sharpest edge,
Digging deeper with every pledge,

Wishing for anything but pain to stay,
Happiness a bygone tale,
From lands infinities away.