The Band Plays Again

Hear now these twisted trumpets,

For you these fellows play.

Fear not your broken brass,

Before you comes this day.

Time was once a song,

Lifting through the chorus.

But glory took too long,

Drifting in the forest.

Begin again this trifle,

You waken in the close.

An ever looping cycle,

Fallen you, your foes.

-J.D