Call to Arms

Shadows crawl across the moon As an ill wind blows on through Dark clouds gather in the distance Yet nothing offers resistance Will there be a shining light Cast on the rising storm tonight Though its dark before the dawn The blackness lingers on Even as twilight appears The cold memory of night stays near Is there anyone willing to see What a desolate world that would be We pretend it makes no difference It doesn't matter what we do But open your hearts and feel That the threat of destruction is real This is a clarion call Not a false alarm at all What will be the spark That lights the shadows and the dark The Rising Storm will cease If we walk the path of peace As a doctor shall do no harm This is a Call to Arms