Taking Back the Forest

On stark pale moonbeams emerge wicked sprites,
Queen woodland nymphs convene your able maids;
Dark sentinels yet sleep alert at night.

Lest all you have be taken without fight,
True sovereignty must rule your last crusade;
On stark pale moonbeams emerge wicked sprites.

The misty water faeries rise in flight,
No time to waste they hasten unafraid;
Dark sentinels yet sleep alert at night.

Though darkness falls they can't deny your light,
And in the strife your message is conveyed;
On stark pale moonbeams emerge wicked sprites.

Such sadness and grave doom to reignite,
You'll not stand down to triumph or tirade;
Dark sentinels yet sleep alert at night.

Is it a dream sweet peace you can incite?
Intentions built on good will oft' persuade.
On stark pale moonbeams emerge wicked sprites.
Dark sentinels yet sleep alert at night.