In War

With deafening Drums Thundering into the night
Like Wild Stallions the Wind rides this barren land
Under skies so broody without stars nor moon in sight
Boiling red rivers run vast across the stained sand

A Sense of Chill suddenly fills the air
As Birds of Steel circle high above thee
With Horror in their eyes they flock in pairs
Ready to swoop and rip apart all they see

The grounds shake as if an earthquake approaches
As a shadow so dark moves across the ground
With screeches and wails so loud our ears ache
Unknowing more rapid our hearts seem to pound

A moment the world in stillness we hold
The sky starts to clear and on the morrow
Upon our eyes mountains of flesh do unfold
The falling rain reddened with anger and warmed in sorrow.

Our hearts grieved the fallen and our minds forever scarred
With the imminent memories of horror pain and fear
All our beloved brothers dead and drowned in red
Forever in our hearts for them we shed a melancholic tear