In the silence before the storm, hearts pound with fear,
Shadows of doubt dance in the eyes that peer,
Through the mist of uncertainty, warriors stand,
Ready to defend their cherished land.

The clash of steel sings a haunting tune,
Underneath the blood-red moon,
Valor and courage, in every stride,
As comrades fall by each other’s side.

Smoky air thick with cries of pain,
Yet hope and honor still remain,
Through the darkness, a glimmer of light,
As they press onward, through the night.

The aftermath, a silent plea,
For peace and unity to set them free,
Memories of battle etched in their soul,
A testament to the price of war’s toll.