just a thought that moved the sky
A reason for the seasons
for the Moon and bloom of spring
When waves of sunken men were lost
the clouds would show the eye
When wind became a song to bring
the naval guard would sing
"God is on our side todayWe break the black and blue
The yellow guardUnrighteous yoke
We'll break the peace in you"
In name of gods
by grace of king
they fight through flame and flesh
divine in right
the other side brings death.