Under the gleam of the silvery moon, Warriors twirl, their blades swoon. Silver reflections on cold, sharp steel, Moonlight battle, surreal and real. Moonlight battle dance, under the stars' expanse, Twisting fate in a silvery trance. Each step a clash, each turn a chance, In the moonlight, we dance the warriors' dance. Shadows flicker in the lunar light, Silent footsteps, the dance of the night. Rhythms written in the dust of time, Echoing the moon's silent chime. Moonlight battle dance, under the stars' expanse, Twisting fate in a silvery trance. Each step a clash, each turn a chance, In the moonlight, we dance the warriors' dance. Leap and parry, in the cool night air, Blades whisper secrets, only the moon can hear. A ballet of blades, a waltz of war, Under the moon, we battle more. Moonlight battle dance, under the stars' expanse, Twisting fate in a silvery trance. Each step a clash, each turn a chance, In the moonlight, we dance the warriors' dance. As dawn approaches, the moon fades away, But the dance of the night lives on in the day. Carried in the hearts of those who stand, By the moonlight, in the battle's grand.
