There is a secret that needed to tell,
Not once, but twice, but a third they fell.
A gather of heroes that down in a night,
On a single blood moon that fade from the light.
Now listen, let me speak to the masses,
As fire blazes out from the forgotten ashes.
Terror has stalk the quiet, little home,
With creature so large that would likely roam.
Ages from every corner of the land,
Beware and heed for the monster at hand.
Gather the courage to rise of this threat,
And pray to the Gods to never relent.
Take stand and dare, plant on your feet,
Burn out the dread that fear reels to greet.
Live to the past or die by the tomorrow,
As all shall face to the tragedy of sorrow.