A new moon: fragile as glass same as the last
A new night: waits for you now, in back of your house.what's better than being the first?
And armies of the dead will fadein rear view mirrors displaythe city lights will never love you back
And if the firmament aboveshould crash his weight upon the earthwell, we wont go without a fightwhat's better than being the first?
A new love: 
Catastrophe set courting the end
A new king