brutal equinoX

The sighting of the moon and sun,
The battle begins as the stars start to drum.
As violence and morbidness collide,
Which one to take? Just, which side?
The sky right now is without void.
The shatters of blood is what to avoid.
The violent sun v.s. the morbid moon,
One will die...one has to...soon.
The out of place stars move left and move right,
For this gaffe, was not at all trite.
This one mistake, will cause all to die.
The most interesting thing...can be the most brutal lie.