It's the fight of fights
Since the beginning of time
It's started once more
The cycle restarted
The moon against the sun
The sun is slowly dying
You can see it in the sky
As she bleeds out
Her fellow stars mourn and cry
"VICTORY O' VICTORY, I held her nary none"
As the stars heated the sky, as finally the sun died.
The moon sat glowing, yet his face full of scorn.
The moon was top the earth
The sky painted black
For dressed as a funeral
So every eye could see
The sin of a madmen
The result of greed
The earth was the moon's
In his palms he held
The soul of every creature
All under his spell
Finally at early morn'
A breach in the darkness
The sun rose once more
With valor and shine
The moon fell
Its glow lost
A new day begun
But the moon will return
At all cost.
It's a story I have had thought of a while, the sunset of such beauty a cemetery of the sky.
The blood red colors that flood it, I just love it.
I felt like posting a quick form of it.
Since the beginning of time
It's started once more
The cycle restarted
The moon against the sun
The sun is slowly dying
You can see it in the sky
As she bleeds out
Her fellow stars mourn and cry
"VICTORY O' VICTORY, I held her nary none"
As the stars heated the sky, as finally the sun died.
The moon sat glowing, yet his face full of scorn.
The moon was top the earth
The sky painted black
For dressed as a funeral
So every eye could see
The sin of a madmen
The result of greed
The earth was the moon's
In his palms he held
The soul of every creature
All under his spell
Finally at early morn'
A breach in the darkness
The sun rose once more
With valor and shine
The moon fell
Its glow lost
A new day begun
But the moon will return
At all cost.
It's a story I have had thought of a while, the sunset of such beauty a cemetery of the sky.
The blood red colors that flood it, I just love it.
I felt like posting a quick form of it.
