Dim ash through the air
Bitter harsh solace
It is cold fear here
Destination no longer
And if the darkest moment seems real
There's probably dismay in the air
The ash out the sky
There is no light, only ruins
Its the blackness from bombs
No rebirth realization
This dull grey discontent
Blank is space to rebuild
Dying star all destroyed in shame
A ways in a vile
Our nerves were shot
Blood splattered veins
There's no holy light guarding you
Don't forget it
PAWNS kill and die
Frozen wind
Wasted land
Disorder