Life is like a smokey haze.
Feel the crazy waves roll...
What's that sound?
The Erie sound...
Should death befall me
Where ever I may be...
And then came the day
When the nightmare became a reality...
Humanity thus became the Great Dragon,
The Serpent...
A shrieking sound grinds through gears,
Deus cries out, his work incomplete...
Our agendas were written by two different hands,
in two different languages...
His touch electrocutes the air
circling me, his hands are vultures...
The Reavers' Song
Behold, our desolate world...
Being a fly on the wall is so overrated;
though I wish I didn't have to find out the hard...
Shaken, Disrupted I lost my way
With eyes shrouded in illusions of endless decay...
Sullen and fallen
The leaves danced and swayed...