Form Follows Function

Pride before the fall

The Lord above did warn us, to be wary of our pride.
Now stripped of all our glory, we have nowhere else to hide.
We built a mighty tower, to laud our humanity.
Like so much flaming rubble, it shows only our vanity.

Now we fight, to protect our homes,
in godless places, where the evil freely roams.
A new crusade has begun,
At long last, the fight will be won.

Soldiers of the moon, and the earthen hordes,
meeting our knights with bared souls and drawn swords.
Our strength is not from ourselves, lest we applaud.
We fight and win only from the grace of God.

Take no joy in our warrior skill,
For God commanded, “You shalt not kill.”
But fight we must,
Lest our cities be ground to dust.

And to you all, I say “have no fear,”
for though times are dark, God is near.
Do not fear, what may happen this day,
As our bold knights show us, God’s avenging angels are never far away.