I gaze upon this lost city
Withered and decayed
Self destructing before my eyes
Soon the icy fist of corruption will come hammering down
Straight from the skies
Relinquishing humanity to promises of ascension
Those left freeze into nothing
Cast as a pariah and buried with disdain
With the weight of virtue crushing itself to dust
The midnight skies chill me to the bone
Another night wondering what will wait at home
Nothing to go back to
Nothing to look forward to
Try as I might, this could be my last night
Coldness reaches out
Calling from the darkness
Stalking prey from winding walls built tall
Whispering spells of jealousy and greed
From the precinct a tired man stands tall