The Battlefield By Myself

'Twas the day of reckoning where my enemies stood.

Glaring at me from across the field.

As I stand across from them, alone, yet calm.

The storm in the background sets stage for the dance.

Some stay back while others advance.

I dodge, parry, counter, and deal blows.

They cannot stand against me as I have the universe at my side.

I glide through the sea of blood, ready to strike down more of my resistance.

As this is the circle of my existence.

Lightning flashes, blades clash, war wrecks the land!

Yet I continue to fight, even though I am broken, no one will keep me from creating my blood ocean.

Round and round we go in this circle, till your time is done and your debts are paid.

You call me a fool, I say I'm an artisan!

Painting the eons with my foes life energy.

You will all fall, there will be none besides myself which will defeat me.

As I stand alone; a one man army.