Friday, April 27, 2012

Fire in the Night

They inspired me, our ice men of orange and black...

Fire in the night.

Our ice men cometh, through black of night,
haze of orange fire light, to the ice.
For this is war and they shall not be denied,
there is no enemy to fear.
The charge of our army, like a flaming fist
thrust through the gut of the enemy.
We run them through.
Our defenses form a wall of fire in the darkness.
The Keeper of the Gate holds the castle walls,
bears flee before him in mortal terror.
Swords made with fire, ice in their veins.
There is no stopping us now, our army we love.
Loyalty, we stand firm. We will not be denied.
Nothing can stop us now.
The ice men cometh.
The ice men cometh.