In the Eyes of the Moon

I looked into the eyes of the moon I knew something was going to happen soon My city was under sage From my enemies, like a beast In a furious rage. People are seen running helter skelter Running up and down to disperse Their shelter running cautiously into the woods Carrying with them their lives and Their goods. Our army was so weak The commander had been trying To mobilize them for a week Throughout the journey There was a scourge of silence The only person who spoke Was his royal highness As we journeyed through foreign Lands We were terrorized and seized by a Foreign band They took to their big fortified city Each and every one of us was revoked to self pity we were set to work, and placed on a lot of burden at the end of the day, we were given a bowl of pudding My job was to carry stones and bricks And take out the horses to have a drink in the creeks. I knew there was light at the end of the tunnel you can easily tell if dirt passes through a funnel On our own we put to test an uproar Devouring our enemies like an hungry boar We thought our city Was going to be in ruins As we approached we could Perceive the smell of fumes In happiness we saw our city In splendor It’s walls standing steadily in it’s best of Grandeur.