The Lull

The lull

After the lull

We get back to the hill

The hill we die on

Pulls us on a whim

We travel light

Our friends are there

We're ready to fight

Tooth and nail 

Attacked from all sides

The ground opens up

Taking many of our best minds

And a few of their own

We fight all night 

Then after the lull

We count our blessings

And fight on