Standard bearer of the world's warriors.
Bloodied breeder of the brute in man.
'Indomitable' scratched into his saddle-cloth.
'Unmerciful' stamped upon yataghan.
Ready the hates and hard countenance.
Ready what, lurking, devours
In savageries, easy-provoked.
Superiorities, their's and yours!
Ready, bugler, to manic discharge.
Ready, with cross and coffin.
The same are trampled of Mars'hooves
Who hail his galloping in.
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an expert hypnotist is Mars and a yataghan is a bayonet