Poem for Rising Star

Here with my brethren
Standing, waiting, watching
As the fires falls
As the sky burns
As the world goes still

Is it the end or the beginning?
As my brothers die, so do they also live
As your arms encircle me
I feel your blood like it's my own
As the Hells shake the world
We return fire

As the stars fall
You whisper in my ear
I can't close my eyes
I can't look away
Here we will fall or stand

Is it the end or the beginning?
As my brothers die, so do they also live
As your arms encircle me
I feel your blood like it's my own
As the Hells shake the world
We return fire

The years go by
The ghosts whisper in the dark
The eye of history blinks
And as the wheel spins again
The angels cry

Is it the end or the beginning?
As my brothers die, so do they also live
As your arms encircle me
I feel your blood like it's my own
As the Hells shake the world
We return fire

Is it the end or the beginning?

I like writing poetry sometimes, though I am not good at rhyming scheme. I didn't include this poem in Rising Star, but this is a poem about the War of the Races. Who knows, if Rising Star became a movie, perhaps it could be turned into a song and used on the soundtrack?