Prayer of a Warrior

A cycle of poems «Anamnesis morbi»

In the darkest depths of battle's throes,
Where chaos reigns and danger grows,
I raise my voice, a warrior's plea,
A prayer for strength, a plea to see.

Oh, hear my prayer, celestial guide,
Protect me from the shadows that hide,
Grant me valor, courage, and might,
To face the foes and stand for right.

Though wounds may pierce and pain may seize,
My spirit unyielding, I shall seize,
With every stride, my heart aflame,
I fight for honor, for my name.

Oh, hear my prayer, celestial guide,
Protect me from the shadows that hide,
Grant me valor, courage, and might,
To face the foes and stand for right.

Through storms of arrow and the clang of steel,
I seek your guidance, your eternal seal,
For in your wisdom lies my destiny,
To vanquish evil, to make the world free.

May my blade be swift and true,
As your light guides me through,
Through treacherous paths, I'll tread with care,
And triumph over every snare.

Oh, hear my prayer, celestial guide,
Protect me from the shadows that hide,
Grant me valor, courage, and might,
To face the foes and stand for right.

So let the battle rage, let the darkness fall,
My faith in you will never stall,
For I am a warrior, strong and bold,
Together, we'll conquer, our story to be told.