darkness made it all invisible, ephemeral,
yesterday ruins seeds of perdition
penury floods with blood the tombs
where traces rest lost, traces rest dead
wind blew the ash of old doctrins in misuse
and brought the reek of burnt beliefs
the tempest ordered death penalty for the ones god loved most
this is the price, you know it well
you can't win a war if you did not learn to lose or save yourself
heavens weep the loss, heavens bleed for your you as you bled in vain
and the need for forgiveness was the cancer, was the last will
and the need for forgiveness was the cancer, was the last wish