The sun will be turned to darkness
and the moon will be red with blood
as man continues to transgress,
giving just cause for one last flood.
The oracles are red with dread
to see thee pulling at the thread
for the world is hollow and thy
unbidden words will burn the sky.
Cool thy burning cheeks with a year
of changing things for the better
and bringing life back together,
so every cheek will flush with cheer
to know that none laid down to die
while answering the battle cry.