War is only deception of yourself

Despise how the moon rises in glory

The now forgiving, lonely, begging half

Rises above unextraordinary

All that cross the horizon before it

Are left filled with shame to the very brim

But beyond, there lies but one counterpoint

It is only a single counterclaim

War is only deception of yourself

Let the wind fill up your wings while you lie

Coming back again, but on their behalf

They again say the wind shall yet too, die

In the crimson fall, they reign to engulf

War is only deception of yourself