The Pearlites are of a peaceful nature
But against Crestations it’s a bad mixture
The war they have been fighting for centuries
How it all started is still a mystery
One thing’s definite, they are true enemies
No hint of happiness in their memories
Guerrilla Warfare, they do not understand
The Pearlites militia is far too grand
They dominate the sea like a world power
Against their mite the ocean floor will cower
Happiness Crestations seek to devour
Many years ago, our land was still young
We conquered the sea with the help of none
Now this new enemy challenges us
They dislike our views so now we must fight
All we can hope for is our own success
Fighting all those who wish to conquer light
Hoping we don’t commence our own demise
Life would not end very well for the Skies
We protect them from these demons of hate
Sent here from the heavens to guard this place
The outside world may never know of us
But to keep them safe, that is out purpose
Despite our efforts the war is not ours
The enemy’s numbers are far too large
A legend speaks of a time such as this
It says we’ll overcome the great monster
At the heels of an outsider who will
Help us in our endeavor to prevail
Sending the enemy to the dark pit
This is evil’s home where wrong-doers go
James Pack 