• Rainy nights
    Troubled story
    Those of death
    With no glory

    The sun rises
    Our hearts shattered
    Theres no surprises
    We've lost what mattered

    Souls have been pierced
    Broken by blade
    The battle was fierce
    Bodies still layed

    A young girl ran
    Hiding in terror
    Away from Death's hand
    Saying a prayer

    Her breathing slows down
    Almost to a stop
    She looks around
    At the blood tinged crops

    The story has ended
    The children are scared
    The dead have descended
    Those dark times shared