Foundations

The sand that hides

The bones of the dead

Whispers in the wind

Rumors of our future

We shall build here

In this cursed place

Cruel structures

The towers of gods

In their shadows

We will ever toil

We will hide there

Waiting for a revelation

Citadels of sorrow

These relics of old

Sentinels of secrets

Hidden down below

These are the foundations

Of burden that we laid

Must we feast on a bounty of blood?

The soul of the world in the mouths of all

Sick corruption in the fountain of life

It will sustain us

Was there even a choice?

Descendants of dust

With faces carved from stone

The legacy of what has gone

Our paths connected by a thread

Only remains of the lives we led

Impart the weight of the years we shed