on this day we march towards the sunnknowing this day could be our lastnon this field of dreams, we sow our prayersnand harvest the hope we needntomorrow will be a better daynat least we can say tomorrow will be a better daynthe beast appears!nthunder of a million footsteps engulf me like firenface to face!ni look upon my enemy...ntired and torn i draw my swordnsurge into the battlenwe've won the day!nmany have died, few remainna blanket of red covers all i seenwe turn away.nback to our homes we strugglenon broken limbs and broken heartsnif we want blood, then we'll get blood...nnothing stands between me and the home i love.nat least we can say today is better than yesterday.