Defense

By: Alvente Posted on: June 29, 2011

Beneath the red of Autumn's sunset,
Mingling with the wind's sweet dulcet,
Bards sing their songs of war,
Anthems and Hallelujahs soar
As hasty encouragements are stuttered
And heartfelt prayers muttered
To whichever God may listen
While beads of sweat begin to glisten.

Shining under dying rays, fine Theran steel
Slices through the air and all can feel
The smell of venoms with each breath
As songbirds trill a soft prelude to death
And with eyes hardened by a grim resolve
Priests prepare their angels to Absolve
The approaching army and through the din
A set of crystals begins to hum and spin...

And even with no hope of life to fuel
The brave defenders of the Jewel,
As meteors glide across the evening sky,
It is with pride that they will die...
And under the paradise birds' startled flight,
They march into the approaching night
Ready to kill and die and fight
For Shallam's glory and Valour's Light.