Midnight Soldier

Take this night and run
onwards through oblivions shadow
past the trees where death lurks
and over darkened graves.

Burn through this hollow night
like a pheonix on wings of flame
and stop, neither for friend nor foe
before the moon catches your tails.

Pick up you sword with honour
and weild it at the stars
let the light from burning embers guide you,
to rest this midnight hour.

Come what may, this night is for the taking.
for all fighters to earn their battle scars,
let nothing here deny you
through inken skies we march.

And time will find its passage
from day into the night.
Through gritted teeth we bark
like dogs at full moons light.

We are the midnight soldiers
our weapons held within.
Forever we stand this cruel night,
awaiting the war to begin.....