Unexplained landscapes thy slumber has revealed. Lord knows how hard I've tried but my words fell short
Give all there is to give. In wasted lullaby. The Colder has me now, singing soft to pacify

Fall into its loving arms, both profane and divine. Look, yonder The Tower, it waits in the gloomy light
Halls of unknowing dead, can't they see I'm still alive? They walk in single file. I'm ushered to the holy line

We passed a wretched soul, his visage seemed so dim, I barely heard its voice or his spiteful words
Crippled and starved of love, his loss was greater still. A pity swelled deep in my heart as the man cried tears of suffering

All to soon it was sure, within the House of Hope, that fleeting existence adorned was to be no more
Bound to a song of woe we trudge a lonely path. Great temples eroding to dust, as monuments to selfish lives

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