Charge of the Light Brigade

This is a poem about Armageddon.

Upon Dark City a heavy storm

is brewing

A windstorm of fire rains down

upon the city of Etaqua

A gravelstorm of hail upon the

sinister seeds of darkness that

lie dormant within man's souls

Announcing the fires of doomsday

We bring misfortune as we may

We are the Charge of the Light Brigade

to bring the future's heavenly glow

We stay in this fight to

claim the souls of purity and light