There are small victories that go unnoticed in this world
The poetry from a lovers lips and the smile of a pretty girl
Wonders which surpass the legends of ancient tomes
The song of relentless laughter and the sense of coming home
As eyelids flit and fall, within the comfort of a friend
Another sleepless night has met its peaceful end
My blood flows thick with wine. My head is heavy with this pleasure.
The spoils of this life are rich and vast beyond all measure
Tomorrow we must rise again and face the relentless tide
But tonight at least, good company and sins are on our side
Perhaps the morn shall bring our death, dishonour or defeat
But beneath these stars we're conquerors and all earth is at our feet.
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