A Hollow Tomb

Begone, portal to the light The gates are being sealed Delusions, devious and foul Abolished and revoked A burning codex, torn from the weak, from frail arms and trembling hands Pages wilting, the symbols buried The past shall be but a hollow tomb A tomb, of eternal remorse. And history will follow, in our wake wake of ascension Temple of the new light A beacon in the darkest of hours We, the vanguards of the new dawn, emerging for the meek Millennia of heresy Ages of subjugation All the blood for nought All the strife now void --- A Hollow Tomb - Ages