Mortality

As the trumpet blares
With the rising of the sun
The only fear we share:
Is this our final run?

We storm the castle wall
Arrows raining down
Watching comrades fall
There's no logic to be found

By shield, by sword
I've lived my days
My blood for gold
The warrior's way

I expect this to be the last
One 'gainst five; no chance at all
Without remorse I face my past
I laugh at Death and ignore his call

Though I bleed, I stand alone
For the moment at the least
The most solace I have known
In the two months of this siege

In my back, I feel the bite
A child has done what no one can
He was hidden out of sight
Today I die and he's a man