nothing is what we are

silence surrounds our presence

no longer can we speak

the days why can't they end?

a different kind of magic

controls the few of mortals

enslaved are all the others

except the hungry beasts



that will live through

both dawn and day

promises of the promised land

never to be fulfilled

lies...



icefilledwasteland

take us through infinity

oceans of grey

all life has ceased

forests of ebony, graveyards to be

no, what has been done

the castles now left in ruins, (left in ruins)



the essence of betrayal

engulfed in our blood

sunrise will it ever be

the dawn has come

we are all burned by the flames of life

still nothing has been done



in the twilight of fear