Wars have been fought
Blood spilt
All for vain glory
Vaned arrows
From longbowmen
Piercing through
Coats of mail
Flurry of fury
Beset
By quenchless greed
Unflinching apathy
That cannot
Placate and appease
Neither pacify
A fallen world
On a hill
Shouts a cross
To an enslaved humanity
For redemption
For peace
For love bled
And paid the price
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