Many Ages Passed
Ironic Conspiracy Witnessed By
Seen Many Death and Many Light
Centuries Lived on
Days and nights
Was there when the Night Went blue
Was there when They Slaughtered Muse
Was there when they Cried to the Moon
Was there when the Last Child Swooned
Now the Land Around appears Desolate and Deprived
The Ground is Dried and Exposed
no sign of life for Miles
Cries a Single tear as the Stone begins to Crumble
The Man of Stone falls again
and Becomes Memory and Rubble
They'll remember the Stone mans tears
Through out the Land of time
But sadly the Death of the beast
Full, The blame is mine.
