The Omen (Remembrance)

Burning are the shores of time And leave us broken Another scent of death devours me We carry the sorrows With ashes in our hand Like violent blades Falling from the sky The ancient falls Where the moon used to meet Death in now their mask Years made us become ageless Now in the sound of winds We walk away In the eventide We are burnt form our scars The shores of time are set ablaze Are set ablaze...