Our World, It Rumbles Tonight
Sigurd “Satyr” Wongraven
Smoke across the night sky
Tears the black open
Glows toward the earthbound
Breaks the light down
This moon, this night
This sign that symbolizes
To me, what must be done
Shadows that mirror
And nurture the spirit
My world, crumbled
Your world, a star
Our world, it rumbles tonight
No mask, pure will
One hand, one blade
Shadows sink
Summon the unwanted
And gather for a (final) journey
My world crumbled
Your world a star
Our world it rumbles tonight