the guild, she is aging
her workers, they are depleting
will the rain of her era fall?
the cement cracks, the wood rots
the moths ate all the linen
memories fail, paint fades..
what will become of the castle?
her workers, they are depleting
will the rain of her era fall?
the cement cracks, the wood rots
the moths ate all the linen
memories fail, paint fades..
what will become of the castle?
