EARTH’S BATTLE CRY

It's in the air that we breath

It's carved in the tomb

To sing only of love

When the flowers are in bloom

But what of the storm

And the swallowing fog

The cold, tumbling seas

Where all souls become lost

What of the horror

When all light is gone

What of the hauntings

That turn men to stone

They ring in the ears

And cloud out the light

They move like dark shadows

In the corner of the eye

In the heart of darkness

There lives a love song

It sings of the flower

Bloomed and now gone

It's the first and last breath

The war field at dawn

In a world of such weeping

We possess golden lungs

Our songs fill the sky

And rain to the ground

To earth's battle cry

Our souls, they are bound

To monsters and men

To darkness and light

To the sun and the moon

We are fated to bind.