Sighs of Trumpet and Howl of Drums
Grief show instrument’s tossing n turns
Crying Horns are telling Sad Story
Flute sound’s weeping n is Sorry
Saint’s Sacred Harp as well is Sad
For Holy family Leader made Dead
Dreadful Horrors and Horrible Sounds
For Noble Army had countless Wounds
During the full of sound n fury
I watched angel who had a glory
“To Angels, Young Prince will be leading
You’ll soon watch Evil Men bleeding”
“War continues till end of campaign
Noble leader coming to relieve the pain”
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