[Verse 1]
They told us something new tonight,
Not powder, steel, or shot to bite,
“Stand your ground and hold the line—
You’ll see it when it’s time.”
We laughed it off to hide the fear,
We’ve heard brave words before each year,
And still the dark keeps drawing near…
With things we cannot see.
[Pre-Chorus]
Same old dread, same waiting game,
Same black sky with no name…
[Chorus]
Another night in the devil’s war,
Where the sky rains death like never before,
Where the wings don’t show and the shadows kill,
And the bravest heart must fight them blind still.
We fix bayonets, we say our prayers—
And curse the dark that isn’t there…
Just another night…
Before we learned to light it.
[Verse 2]
First screams came like they always do,
Something taken, something through,
Fellgliders dropping out of air—
Death that isn’t fair.
We fired high at empty space,
At sound and fear and a fleeting trace,
And men just vanished without a face…
Like the night was alive.
[Pre-Chorus]
“Hold!” they cried—but hold to what?
When the world’s gone dark and shut?
[Break total silence]
[(THE FIRST FLARE)]
[Bridge (slow, stunned awe)]
Then a roar… not like a gun…
Not a shot… not just one…
A burning sphere climbed into the black,
Trailing fire in a rising arc,
Every eye turned up to see—
What strange new war this meant to be…
Break (whispered realization)
And then…
It stayed.
[Chorus (transformed, awestruck → rising strength)]
And the night… broke open wide,
Turned from shadow, turned to sight,
Every wing and every fall—
We could see them, see them all.
No more ghosts to haunt the air—
They were there… they were there…
And we knew…
We could fight.
[Verse 3]
“Take them now!” the order came,
And we fired with truer aim,
Fellgliders burning as they dropped—
Dead before they touched.
Cursed came crawling through the glow,
But now we saw where they would go,
Steel met flesh in steady rows—
And the line held fast.
[Verse 4 (historic awareness)]
And I swear between the smoke and flame,
I saw the fleet in a different game—
Not hunting blind, but striking true,
Like they finally saw it too.
Great drakes wheeled in the burning height,
Caught in that unnatural light,
Met by thunder, fire, and might—
And driven from the sky.
[Final Chorus (anthemic, decisive turning point)]
We lit the sky and broke the night,
Turned their terror into sight,
No more hunted, no more prey—
We made the dark give way.
From the ground to ships on high,
We changed the war beneath that sky—
Remember when the flares first burned…
That was the night it turned.
[Outro (quiet, reverent)]
So raise a flame for the ones not here…
Who fought the dark year after year…
They never saw what we saw then…
The night made bright… by the hands of men.
ElCeviche
