Curse of the moon

The days went by and the sky turned red
The trees were dieing but she still said
That change would come, though not so soon
Some day some time, at night by moon

Still time went by and things got worse
So in despare she set a curse
A sacrafice shall be made
And afterwards one shall fade

A year went by without a moon
But then one day at time by noon
The time was near, we shall be saved
But just before we got betrayed

Afterwards all things went right
Day was day and night was night
At last the sacrafice had been made
Twas her, by moon light, the accepted trade