The future of a life

Sixteen hundred soldiers I disperse, each one left his home, his family, in the other universe; a thousand men i sacrifice to die, another moment I participate; I lie.
For you i give this word as my own, for each another, for every man a throne.
This world we live it takes great pleasure, in those who love and beleive in one another, but seek and you shall see, that these words are just theory; and to each and one another we hold those dearly.
Well I must say the world is still a trick, and everytime we conquer one, we beleive it to be the last element we must partake,
Suffer not to undertake;
Forgive me not I made a mistake,
Please me never, I must not partake.
Each life is a river a life too each we take.
Dispense with the emotion each woman and man,
Know thy brother, know thy sin,
Understand not one, but forgive those around and praise be to allah the living word of the crowned.
A metaphor be god, a letter for those who do good,
But all these who pray let them be free, cause If I ever see a cyclops i know that my fantasy is beleived,
An angel to a mortal, and so each shall stand, but time was just a moment, a trickle of a glass caged sand.
Love and betrayal, ideas are contained, two soul's passing by, our lifes will leave a trail.
Soothe those hearts that lie broken and help build the lives of the children.
Put your own threats aside and live for the moment and be bold.