The Dogs

There is a time when time stands still
And sleeping hordes awaken
To let slip the dogs of war

There is a place where all suicide is pardoned
An eye that all sees
A vision that all unites
To let slip the dogs of war

Do not illusion the time
by cowering with weak parishes
Do not pretend you don't know
The unity within diversity

Do not forgive the unforgivable
And pardon any mistakes
Onward till the goal is reached
Armor, sharpen, and rearing to go.