Of Wilderness and Ruin (Fen)

Many have been those who walked before me But few now remain on these blasted paths Where once we stood and gathered as one Fragmented now are those of the unbound We stood and watched as the sky turned to fire And the sacred hollows of old were sundered Eclipsed by the dawn of a new era There is nothing for me now above or below this Earth For what long ago was held to is no more A hollow shell, a shattered conceit Condemning the memories of a thousand generations To the abyss of the forgotten My eyes shimmer as they fall upon the ruins Loss scars my spirit My vehemence carries on cold, death-charged winds It burns through me, scars my veins And wracks the remains of an already tormented spirit Rage and despair entwine And a broken man surrenders I lay and stared as the soils turned to dust And the last of the stars died Eclipsed by the dusk of finality There is nothing