Giants, Titans, Angles of Death
A march of sorrow, a last breath
The toppling of Temples, a city in fire
Amissed were They who had shouted "Liar!"

The wavering of trees, the clearness of the sky
Bounded to the earth, alone to die
Trains going nowhere, showers that don't clean
The sobs of a mother, what does it all mean?

Sleep, work, eat only a little
Death is watching, no time to be fickle
Eyes glazed over, mind elsewhere
The numbness of lashes, their piercing glare

Sleep is no comfort, nightmares beyond dreams
Their hopes, Their wishes, Their endless screams
Living corpses, a garden of bones
Smoldering children, blood stained stones

Gone are the days of summers past
Of smiles, of laughter, all that hast
Thrown in the fire, left to burn
Bitter tears of no return