Call to Arms

My hands tremble and shake
Aching to hold a blade again
Voices taunt and whisper
That to ease my suffering
I must cause another's pain

But I've walk that way before
A path I'd rather not tread
For is it not the bringer of death
Who is left with a soul that's dead

To slay is to be slain
Life by the sword means death by the same
But it is only through the clash of arms
That I ever truly feel sane

Battle calls out to me
A song both tempting and sweet
The challenge is what I craze
I care nothing for victory or defeat

But my life is not my own to risk
On me others must rely
And if I were to no longer breathe
Then they would surely die

So I turn a deaf ear to the voices
That summon me to the field
I am a Warrior by my profession
But a Father by my will