Calm


Under the baleful sun
Our journey has begun
Lives turn into dust
As our years burn away
We stand revered before
The desert of last hope
Mind leaves the remains

Scream, no one will hear your call
You're here all alone and the storm is rising
Heal, these eyes are not mine, I've seen
Years past my time and the calm comes after

The mirage of redemption
Turns meek against their nature
They drop like flies
yet we turn a blind eye
This soil bears no life
vanished with all mankind

Blood corrodes our hands
We grown a custom to loose
Loose the ones we choose
Tears won't wash away fear
We must choose
Passage diverges into two

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