The moon and the stars have vanished away
Taking their dark-shrouded fantasies
Burning passion through to soft, warm alert
Pretty girl's smile , transport of delight
Barechest bravado and thrust of the chin
Two groups square off in eldritch ritual
Sliding back through evolution's mists
Flash of steel and the searing pain
White shirt yields to blood's escape
Like a red rose lying in the snow
Death in the morning comes too soon
Reluctantly he has to go
Sun is rising but light is dying
Everyone loses in a zero-sum game
Smell of chrome in a slick of fear
Last hours surrounded by tearful faces
Don't wanna leave with so little done
Tears of regret and groans of sorrow
Never touch her lips, never know her name
Won't be no loving bright tomorrow
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