I smile not
For grim and dark
Lies the day before me.
The sun shall shine
Only once the battle ends.
If it shines down
Upon me as i stand on the field,
I shall be glad
For i shall have prevailed.
But if it shines down
Upon my battered corpse,
I shall still be glad
For i shall have fought
To my last breath.
But till then
I smile not.