This soil is barren and without fruit

There's nothing left for harvest

In this realm, austere and grim

We walk among our dead

Our feet wet from their blood

Like a pack of wolves we fare onward

Misery has no meaning here

Where solace is just a word

There's no sea so great to drink all this blood

No ravine so deep to take our fall

Celestial bodies align

The eclipse of kin malign

Blood eclipse, assemble and behold in awe

As our constant companion takes a new form

Blood eclipse, dismantled is her argent shade

Reddened Luna in masquerade

Dance under her glow, leave all the throe

The night burns as she ignites the spheres

With admiration we watch her rise

Crimson eye against the charcoal skies

A pale silver mirror, now mere reflection of the earth

Blood eclipse, assemble and behold in awe

As our constant companion takes a new form

Blood eclipse, dismantled is her argent shade

Reddened Luna in masquerade