Enslaved

went into battle
When the strangers came
I fought for my home and my herd
I struck them down
With my spear and bow
So that those at home could sleep and eat

I drank and yelled
I laughed and bragged
Of my victories, my courage and my strength
I told of the gold I found
At those I had slain before me

Suddenly I awoke
A cold and dark morning
With a dead herd and slaves escaped
All mead and all my friends were gone

That was when I went away to promising land
For once again to return with honour
Everyone that crossed my path
Was to feel my strength and wrath

By a flood stood an old and tired man
He guarded a boat which I needed
I charged to cut him down
But the sword broke
And the old one stood there grinning

"Poor fool, who never had seen
That a warrior shall fight against warrior
You'll never win if you're only looking ahead
And never inwards"
Suddenly the old one was gone
And the wind carried away the boat

By the shore I stood looking
But could not reach the other side
That's when the battle begun
Against the warrior I always thought I knew