Those Bellows

The soft hoof beats clambering on the ground;
The anvil
Glowed like the embers of Those Eyes;
                                                        It glinted like those two blades
                                                        The sparks flying to be snuffed out
                                                        Like all the lives around us

And the Seraphs' wings are warm
In this dreary world
She is in so many places
To show us the way back to our world
                                                        We are connected to The Realms
                                                        Where the snow kisses our pelts
                                                        And the Helm hides our grimmaces
                                                        Even as the world falls apart

The tribal drums beat
Our alliances collide
Like Bulwarks on the gate to that beautiful city
And the music kisses our ears
                                                        We turn maroon as the wine flows
                                                        We make a raucous as the world dances
                                                        Just like our fellow friends around us
                                                        And words linger forever

We wake to another day,
They might be similar
But no day is ever the same