Blood and Bone

With war is death, and death is bound to find you.

Among the bloody roses,
A truth is shown at last.
Blood and bone,
all is shown,
a war is born
Of future and past deaths here.
Weapons strong as hate and fear,
Death and blood is close and near.
Can't escape this horrid thing,
made of man and hate.
Don't try to run,
You will be found.
Death will find you quickly.
Sit and cower,
Cry and wail,
Death and gore surrounds you.
Insanity will have you in its jaws,
before death overcomes you.
Too late at last to escape your fate.
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
The clock ticks loudly as of late.