The Dying

We flew over these lands and broke our wings in the flight. Precipitation so far from salvation to a blinding light of despairing life I'm falling – my soul is starving. So beautiful, this silent call – With eyes of mist and snow – This tear of our persistent cry. Oh, how I cry... How much sorrow can we stand? How many tears do we have to shred? We cried, we suffered, we died... over and over and over again. Desolation sanctified – the walls are closing in. Resurrection terrified – I see the humans grin. We cried, we suffered, we died... We starve ourselves from hope and dreams. Desperation horrified – we made in sickened blood. Resurrection humanized – they smile with dripping poison. Creator – believer – deceiver... Desecrate – devastate – your souls are dead! The sun will never rise again Your sun will never rise again The fading innocence, the dying beauty A word of light darkens this peaceful night. I'm falling – my soul is starving. So beautiful, this silent call – With eyes of mist and snow – This tear of our persistent cry. Your wretched empire falls apart... The signs are shown all over the world.