Stop!
The palace has been lost
The rain began to fall
Upon the barren land
The creatures emerged
Just before dawn
The sun still burning
From days past
Slowly making their way
They descended upon the town
Fires engulfing the lands
We made it out alive
The hollow glow of their eyes
The dark abyss enamored
The hills were alive
Within the sounds of chaos
Left alone
We lived amongst the beasts
Taking shelter in the hallowed caves
Descending into the sacred lands
We lived on bark and dew
We survived
They survived
We are few
They are many
Dear friend,
Won't you give me some water?
My throat is dry
And my soul has gone barren
In the end,
I'd like to see her face
Now fading to black
Amongst the ashes
The Saint lives beneath the silver moon
Feverously writhing
His sacred vows
Upending the times
Meticulously making today's sacrifice
Tomorrow's food
Strange seasons beneath the blood moon
Safe sailing
Across the horizon
Broken dreams
Living in tears of yesterday's
Pride