Welcome to Gaia! ::

Black wings fly to our steeple
and we look up in desperation.
All we see is the Fallen and demons,
but to no avail we sing.

Wild erratic movements of our feet,
crunching bones and glass.
Our blood mingles with the ash
of our forefathers.

A new life swiftly taken
for the hopes of new freedoms.
We turn away in disgust,
and let our feet move us away.

Yes, our day has come
for us to rot like empty shells
of our once glorious bodies,
and face the Judgment foretold.

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