• House of the Half-Moon

    “…hear my plea, Olympian sage
    Bless my army, set my enemy ablaze!”

    Bloodstained words of a past
    Reawakened by an iron fist bright
    A country in darkness to the incoming flood
    Though under the crimson chariot on high

    The lore that was sealed by the gods
    And hidden in Earth’s tombs
    Desire compels him to reign by blood
    Temptation will bring the last day of doom

    Will you hear my words
    That history charms?
    Take up your swords
    Take up your arms

    Chorus:
    The patriots will not bow
    The second eclipse comes now
    We are the last nation who can blow out this candle
    Meet the sun coming out from the west
    Extinguish the light with a titanium tempest

    Take cover under the hypnotic waves
    We will see who the Maker saves
    On a starlit night we prepare the assault

    Nature was born without sight
    Unable to distinguish the honest
    Like the blaze that started Lot’s plight
    Like the blaze that put Gomorrah to rest

    We’re stranded on the ring of fire
    There’s no difference between fight and flight
    If what heaven borrowed is eras overdue
    Then bury the flag of red, white, and blue

    Surrounded… encircled… trapped
    The dancers wave a seductive hand
    To the letter I obey my last command
    Under tongues of fire my will relapses

    The patriots will not bow
    The second eclipse comes now
    We are the last nation who can blow out this candle
    Stopped in our tracks by the crimson tide
    Paralyzed by fright, eyes open wide
    Run away, the land is burning
    Run through the sand, the tide is turning
    Is this the last battle our nation can handle?

    Our hope hangs on the edge of oblivion
    But will divine inspiration last through the ages?
    I frantically search throughout history
    The blinding light bows to no blades
    But one…

    The night is short, but the day is shorter
    Fail the search, and they’ll light the fuse
    O Fortuna! A lunar eclipse has come into view

    Who among you warriors
    Will brave the depths of the sea
    To bring back a fading nation’s key

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    Reign of the Full Moon

    What power is this, and, laid to rest
    A blade for centuries was sleeping
    Cast in the light, it will not reflect
    An obsidian glow it’s keeping
    You hold the moon in your hand
    Blessed Selene smiles down upon you
    You hold our destiny in your hand
    The remains of an army are at your command

    Motivation and morale shall fall
    But the blue flame shines ever true
    Stalwart soldiers will answer the call
    And stand to defend the moonlit wall

    Chorus:
    The patriots will not bow
    The second eclipse comes now
    We are the last nation who can blow out this candle
    Man, when the planets align
    It’ll be too late to change your mind

    ‘What do I see?
    With broken ranks they fall back;
    Their heroes are routed, they flee headlong
    without making a stand.
    Terror on every side!’
    - Jeremiah 46, 5

    Here you will see your folly
    And watch the candle illuminate the darkness
    To your chariots! We make the last charge
    And watch them topple like pawns in chess

    Divide the sea once more
    Burn the earth to the core
    Flee not from the oppressor

    Chorus:
    The patriots will not bow
    The second eclipse comes now
    We are the last nation who can blow out this candle
    Constellations change before your eyes
    Emerge from the clouds, light up the night
    The reign of the full moon cleanses the vandals
    Man, when the planets align
    It’ll be too late to change your mind

    With the west wind we blow out the flames
    But undying it rekindles, furious without end
    Flashes of darkness engulf the slain
    Through victim souls a devilish blade rends

    Neither side pulls the rope from the other’s grasp
    Will we aimlessly fight till our last gasp?
    There is but one way to end this war
    Confront the inciter once more

    A duel at dusk will declare destiny
    If the world must be carved up
    The knife must first go through me

    To what I knew I bid good-bye
    Surrender to the whims of heaven
    Follow a road led by Providence

    ‘Prepare your last rites, young prince
    The light will reveal the error of your ways’

    Chorus:
    The patriots will not bow
    The second eclipse comes now
    We are the last nation who can blow out this candle
    Constellations change before your eyes
    Emerge from the clouds, light up the night
    The reign of the full moon cleanses the vandals
    Man, when the planets align
    It’ll be too late to change your mind

    Constellations change before your eyes
    Emerge from the clouds, light up the night
    Man, when the planets aligned
    It was too late to change your mind

    Meet the sun coming out from the west
    Extinguish the light in a titanium tempest
    Man, when the planets aligned
    My sword shattered your design