Crashing suns and soaring moons,
Fiery trails across the sky,
Creamy glow and Milky residue.
Phoenix tail and Griffon’s breath
Murky pearlescent sheen against
Glittering beacons of hope
Warriors in the night, having conquered
The flames of day
The weakened soldier of morning
Is swallowed whole by the
Obsidian blade of pitch
Triumphantly waving its banner of starlight
Twinkling beams of victory
On the battlefield of broken rays
Slain suns lie in rest
Glory sleeping, and valor spilling its
Inky liquid over the sky.
Until the dawn.
When the light will rise again.