Alone

Alone, alone I am.

I have nothing left to give.

My lips do not move and I do not speak.

Woe to those who's blood was spilt.

May they rest in peace, or may their souls walk in emptiness.

Where have we gone?

Where is our purpose?

The night is lonely.

The days are silent, not a bird in the air flies.

A time, a time of mourning comes.

Alone, alone we stand.

Alone, alone, alone.