Wild feelings my thoughts have

On your journey, this poem book will expose you to affairs with war as love renounces its claim over peace. Someone must live, but not without honor. The moonlight exhibit reveals the souls lost in immorality. Peace is dying with all its flaws still attached. Nothing is to be lured, war or love. A poser lying in wait. The hero, a rotting corpse. Havoc wreaks over, as the son rises again. What has become of this place? A mere shadow, the loneliest race. Mystified, there's hope for the scorned.