Bury the castle
Let loose the prey
Wish a merry goodbye
To those who stay
Many a times
A wish is ill of fate
A victim’s last breath
A curse to those too late
Dreams are over
Their death came soon
Times are new
The dawn of day a dark rising soon
A world of gray
Magic hath no effect
Love is at a lost
Souls wonder out late
Ghosts dwell still
Mirrors shed no light
Hope shall have no part
In tomorrow’s last new lies
