Skeletal arms outstretched
Beneath a stone man, crumbling
Rotting amidst false hopes
And arrogant cowardice
The reaper was power drunk
Religion was his scythe
Cultivating fresh naive lives
The true king, ruler of the people
And now nothing remains
Except for ruin and decay
We've been waiting
For light and rain
Still nothing has come
And now nothing remains
Except ruin
Skeletal arms outstretched
Your leader, crumbling
Fruits and resources eradicated and feeble
Each monarch tries to find an answer for their people
There may be another way around
But all they know is how to take and consume
The faction's armies rise
Ready for eachothers demise
As they march across the sands
Destroying all life on all lands
We've waited for light
We've waited for rain
Still nothing has come
And nothing remains
Except ruin
With nothing left after decades of destruction
There's nothing left to gain
And nothing left to lose
Fire and decay are the products of this mess
Bloated bodies in the sun, slowly return to the soil
Women, children suffering; nothings left for them
Half the world is dead gone, the other half is scarce
With a new kingdom built from this and nothing to sustain
Amidst this all, sits the king of ruin
Amidst it all, a ruler for the people
At the end of it, sits the king of ruin
Ruling over the barren, empty, wasted lands