Shadows crawl across the moon
As an ill wind blows on through
Dark clouds gather in the distance
Yet nothing offers resistance
Will there be a shining light
Cast on the rising storm tonight
Though its dark before the dawn
The blackness lingers on
Even as twilight appears
The cold memory of night stays near
Is there anyone willing to see
What a desolate world that would be
We pretend it makes no difference
It doesn't matter what we do
But open your hearts and feel
That the threat of destruction is real
This is a clarion call
Not a false alarm at all
What will be the spark
That lights the shadows and the dark
The Rising Storm will cease
If we walk the path of peace
As a doctor shall do no harm
This is a Call to Arms