Based on The CW Network's "The Originals" Season One
***************************************************A full moon being born
From the sky’s dark womb
An age of strength it beholds,
An age of terror
A fierce sun is packing warriors
For the war it’s waging
An age of wrath is awaiting,
An age of dismay
It is ice, rising
It is coldness, swarming
It is a storm of warnings,
A storm of decay
It is fire, devouring
It is rage, hovering
It is a crossfire increasing
The heat of the day
The war is at the door
Marching and knocking
It is banging its feet against the floor
Planting seeds of trees of blood
Two sides from which you choose
It is either ice or fire
Choose to combust through the flames
Or to get stoned by a hail of piercing ice
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