Autumn leafs fallen and dead,
Fog swallowing the horizon.
Red was the fall of souls;
Red was their revival;
The sky went silent and humble,
The night grew stronger than ever.
Ruins made their final fall,
Humans died before their Gods.
The giants fell and crushed the shores,
Grinded right through the core.
Mother earth was torn apart;
Mother earth went cold and quiet;
Gravity first broke our paths,
Now, it broke our home, at last.
And as we move, back into the sun,
Our last breath burns;
Our last shout dies;
