Why do you stand in ashes?
When all i see is dust.
A lapse of reason, a call of hope,
I see strands of broken trust.

The world has closed it's eyes,
And lighted a white lamp of darkness.
Black trees wave in a buffeting wind,
While pinpricks of white splatter the sky.

The dark water burns to cinders the sky,
And the white mountain falls to it's death.
A gray Dawn rises after the bleakest nights,
Heathen shores hide the bloodstained ground.

Darkness descends from the burning horizon,
And taints the land with unsight.
Silent rains fall on unstaring eyes,
And the darkened trees bow in fright.

You gaze towards the heathen shores,
And await the morning of the day after.
For you today the time will stop,
And the day will never come.