Decrepit Silhouettes Loom

Charging heedless of life and limb Up a slope strewn with human debris I face my death with certainty I face my killers with vitriol and scorn Their flashing eyes staring down at me Their snapping jaws tearing at my body The moon laughing coldly overhead And when I meet Death this night I will know I died bravely I will know I died taking my foes with me The mocking moon staring down at me Their razored claws tearing at my body 'Neath these decrepit silhouettes I know now I died for nothing