Far Beyond the horizon
Lies forbidden truth
All traces gone with the wind
No yesterday, no tomorrow
A new way is born
A long trip into uncertainty
The companions are dead silent.
Message the legacies.
Cities with large towers
Thousand rays of light.
Mysterious walls painted with purple scripture.
Blazing storms torment.
Distorted thoughts cry out
Walls cave in, to dust, from corruption and prosperity.
The forces are exhausted.
No water no bread no salvation.
The truth is Death.
Specula spectri. Specula spectri. (1)