Fey fought for the rats in the Furball War,
In that war she slew herself.
From the Frowning Hills to the Star Dust Shore,
The rats, bats, mice, and the gray cats four,
Fought and fell in filth.
They made their home into a madman land,
Replacing peace with pain.
Fey’s heart revolted but she owed her hand
To the rat prince Fink and his command
Was fan and fly into the flame.
War came for Fey and for them all,
Lighting the way with the darkest glimmer.
The last one standing’s just the last to fall,
With war the only winner.