Silent night?

Dark gray night skys,
gentle lit by pail moonlight
my imagination let's me out to fly
I look for the moon but she is shy
She hides behind mountains clouds
For her beauty she is not proud
She will not show her self to a crowd
The stillness of the night so loud

As I look to the horizon
It splits and shatters
And dawn arises from the ashes
He wages war and the shy clashes
He throws his spears and his daggers
Seemingly sweet tangerine sunlight
Give the night sky such a fright
This horrific beauty is not right,
 I wish to see another night