Sounds like a battle cry,
brother;
Shall i ready the armies,
For battle, then?

This will be an epic, remember.
A battle of fear and desire,
In moonless nights,
In the depths
Of souls of men.

Ready the armies please brother,
Our soldiers filled with love.
This epic, eternally remembered.
Our call coming from up Above...

In the midst of moonless darkness,
Light shall shine from within.
Our desires directed to the Oneness,
Fear cannot remain!