The moon is gone, no where to be found.
Tonight we rest, our brothers home bound.
The moon peeks its head through a starlit sky.
Tonight we move, to the lands above high
The moon shows itself with all it's glory
Tonight we create, weapons that are unholy
Our wickedness has caused the moon to be angered and color the sky scarlet
Tonight brothers, we honor him by making our enemies turn violet
The scarlet moon turns black and echoes the sounds of our wickedness.
Casting our enemies in darkness for the last of their liveliness.
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