Armies connect with the clash of steel

And the shouts of men fill the air.

Twenty thousand machines of war,

Meet to do battle upon a field of snow.



A cry of alarm rises above the melee,

For the left flank of Red and Gold

Is split away from the rest of its force.

A lone red patch amidst a sea of blue and green.



Valiantly the left flank fought their foes,

Awaiting relief from the rest of their force.

Incessantly the left flank fought their foes,

But fought against a much larger force.



Slowly the left flank of red and gold,

Was whittled down by an unremitting foe;

 Until a glimmer in blue and green,

Of red and gold breaking through that throng.



Blue and green fell away from the renewed attack,

Leaving the dead and wounded to lie,

Upon the battlefield of blood and snow,

Upon the heads of leaders afar.