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.