New Moon Night

Enemies await beyond
Battle lines are drawn
By sand, sea, and blood
Once a dreamed brutality
Until arms were taken up
Hoisted high into dangerous skies
Enemies await beyond
Their howls color the clouds
In new moon night
Guiding Death to their place
Where they wish a final stand
Cut down and water the earth
Sweetest gesture – in demise
Comes new life upon soil
Where battle lines are drawn
And enemies await beyond