Warrior No More

Days not so long past
Days of battle
Days of deliverance
Days and nights when my fight was strong
My courage was that of a fool who knew no better

I wasn’t a soldier
I was a warrior

I would not race into battle at the command of another

I would battle for the cause
I would battle for justice
For honor
For love

What happened to my will?
What happened to my fight?
It was that smell of burring flesh that once meant victory
And glory

But now it brings no satisfaction
There is no honor in my triumph

Oh, the will to fight is there
It is powerful
It is strong
But it is anger
And malice
And envy
And pity

Because of my betrayal to my soul
I lay down my spear and sword.
I am discussed with who I've become

The battle was everything to me
But there is no truth left to fight for
No good can come of my aggressions

I only wish my enemies would find me
Would kill me
So that my shame is not known

I was once a warrior
No more