Everyhting was calm,
From the great realm on Earth,
Light everywhere,
Blue lakes mirror the sky,
The sun was pure gold,
Gold was never found.
From the ashes of a rock,
the new king emerges,
different to the others,
leaving just 2 foot steps away.
Everything changed,
Everyhting died,
From the hand of the greatness,
That great invention cried,
No one knows how it happend,
From a stick and a stone,
From the sky,
and from the mudd,
It splattered everything in red,
It all covered by dead.
It conquered by fear,
Everything ran away,
You stay alone claiming your prize,
Since then you are fading away.
You fade by your hand,
You kill to survive,
You kill to impress,
You became souless.
From the ashes you came,
You conquered, you stay,
All runs from you away,
Wait and see what you can made.
