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we as soaring predators seek prey

we as winged knights enter into the fray

we ride as warriors aloft on the winds of war

with our concerns of the world left below

thus shall we stand

before the sun

and carry ourselves

to the trumpets resound

we as a sight unseen

rise above the wasted world

swept up by the searing winds

amidst drifting veils turned acrid and black

through the smoke that carries

the stench of the dead

laying lengthy shadows across the land

flowing and ever-changing

we climb only to descend

we as soaring predators seek prey

we as winged knights enter into the fray

we ride as warriors aloft on the winds of war

with our concerns of the world left below

thus one remains

alone before the sun

victorious in deed

and triumphant

a war swift and lethal

where glory shall accrue

for he who is calmest and clear of purpose

focused in duty

and set at ease in mind

accepting the certainty of death

and the futility of hope

free of design

we as soaring predators seek prey

we as winged knights enter into the fray

we ride as warriors aloft on the winds of war

with our concerns of the world left below

thus none remain

to stand before the sun

as the guns begin to fade

growing cold and silent

awaiting the future that beckons

view with detachment

a hero in merciful sleep

perish beneath

the canvas painted skies

for in honor shall death be found

waiting with open arms

to embrace the fallen

O what a grand and glorious reward

for this uncertain life of the air

prepare thee O world

for victory today shall carry

with it the price of tomorrow

and rejoices shall turn

to the laments of dead and dying