The bloody light of dawn down shone
Upon the grassy rise
And there she stood, the traitor Rose,
The stars within her eyes.
A sword of burly steel in hand
And shield in sure her grip,
Her voice above the murmured words
Cut sharply like a whip.
"For justice! We with hearts condemn
The pillage of this land,"
She stood as statues tower, saint
With flowing hair so grand.
Her waving dress of old for plates
And chains she'd traded well
So many looked on her and feared;
Her foes to quaking fell.
Beside her Pearl, devoted, sword
Now drawn, and Garnet fused,
She fire and ice, with Amethyst
Stood proud though battered, bruised.
Beyond her loyal "generals"
Her crystal rebels roared
Their chanting battle cries, with drawn
Each axe, each spear, each sword.
Her all vindictive enemies
From down the valley glared.
Their frightful leader Diamond Black
Had come quite well prepared.
Her hair of ebony, it framed
A rabid face, her gaze
A vulture's hungry stare, her heart
Aflame in hatred's blaze.
"The traitors all shall die this day!
Turn gems to shattered dust!"
Their canons trained their laser aims.
"Kill Rose we shall, we must!"
With Diamond Black were fiends of flesh,
The gems' most vicious lot:
There Topaz slavered, Emerald shrieked,
Asbestos stank of rot.
Said Rose, "Bring out the canons now,
Our foes they do the same."
With heavy fear the quiet gems
Awaited: "Take your aim!"
Said Diamond Black, "Now fire you fools!"
There rang a shot, the first;
A Sapphire 'mong the Crystal Gems
To ground she fell and burst.