Funeral for the Moon
A song inspired by a lonesome punishment shared by two sisters
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This song is a direct sequel to a previous poem of mine, Willing Monster, but for obvious reasons pertaining to the backstory to the show we all know and love, it isn't really necessary to read it.
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Too many tears
Have I cried
Oh, this eternal darkness
I will not abide
Luna
Please understand
I don't want this
You've forced my hand
So be prepared
There's nowhere to run
Here I come
Yes, here comes the Sun
No army will I bring
You will fall
To this song that I sing
Not a battlecry
More a funeral dirge
For from this world
My sister I must purge
I flourished
You suffered
The Moon overshadowed
Eclipsed by my light
Luna, mistake not a word
I don't want this plight
But if a dusk sword you raise
Then I too shall take flight
We will meet in the sky
And there we will fight
The two sides of one coin
Day against night
We were meant to rule together
But if you become this blight
I will have no choice
I'll make right with my might
For while my Sun's rays can heal
Forget not they burn bright
And know that while they may nurture
So too can they smite
No army will I bring
You will fall
To this song that I sing
Not a battlecry
More a funeral dirge
For from this world
My sister I must purge
Luna, dear Luna
Blood of my blood
Twin orb to mine
The blade that I raise
Not a weapon by design
I heft Harmony against you
The act itself a crime
Your sentence is exile
For one thousand years' time