From twilight is born a star so bright
The beast retreats from approaching light
He has roamed the forest far and wide
Trampling the helpless, a thorn in his side.
This thorn buried deep in a festering wound
The beast’s last journey, eclipse of the moon.
A link now missing dislodges the chain
Questions, Uncertainty, Downpour of rain
Ignorance of the cry from the low-life pest
Has built the heavens for fodder to rest.
Pawns of the game, we play on the field
An Army of thousands acts as the shield
Aristocrat humor of guess that was made
They fear not destruction, numbers will fade.
The flag carried proudly by the chosen few
Destination awarded, now comes into view
A steak is now planted, land stolen in war
No satisfaction, they’re greed calls for more.
These battles engaged since the birth of Man
We’ve inserted bellows, flaming the fan
Resisting the brute as weakness sets in
A frail laden Mass, brutes wearing thin.
Devastation pours down on a troop set adrift
Monarchs converge, Demanding their gift
Received declarations of Payment in full
From the hide of the wolf is shedding its wool.
Golden Age of greed is left out to rot
Thanks to the Bravery, the fodder have fought
A world now renewed by our forefathers seed
Old empires serving, to Our drive they will feed.
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