Demonstealer
Single • 2018
He trudges on the road The path he walks alone Guardian of this empty place The heart of a warrior Dragging his heavy feet Every step he drags through sand Alone and cloaked in desolation Until the time he perishes Reminiscence, visions of the dead Complete annihilation. I am life in this wasteland He's troubled, the memories he can't evade Through the blood stained ground, all dead Counting the bodies he, can't believe his faith To the darkness in the sky he looked The empty void of space But his hope lives on Through the blackness now The stars will shine again It seems as they were calling, he can still hear their cries The silence it is deafening, his brothers, no more at his side Will he find the will against all odds, against the tide? Through aeons passing, through the stars, this hope of his cannot die
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