Swallowed By a Buried One

Invisible freeze in the blood-wet grass Combatants lying by their weapons Feeling the warm blood When the air turns cold and no one remains Freezing the warm blood And eating its way through and reigns Men from the desert lands by the sky-high forsakened hills Erased by the passing of man's creation From the cliffs they have watched over the thousand seas And witnessed the decay and desperation As illness and plague have caught them all No one could heal, no one knew, for no one had ever the knowledge Few could they count by the elfin kings That had seen what beauty had been raped What ancestors mad with their healthy hands What erected and what was formed and shaped The finest art one had ever seen Spectacular admirement of these mystic lands One stood there alone, the only one left Strong enough to survive He was built by death, he was known by death And he sings the victorious song Simple deeds, destruction hands Defeating its material self We have left you now, you will never be found again Feeble fortune and rotting food --- Swallowed by a Buried One - Old Man's Child