The Shame Of Cities
From wilderness and tranquility To metal giants rattling the earth;
The once bountiful Earth is now a barren wasted land.
Corruption and Lust fill the hearts of worshipers
Not of gods but instruments of the giants.
Free Will has tainted the souls of the righteous;
Once beacons they are shattered and filled with darkness
The Somber, vile souls
There is no love for the land
Honor has dissipated and yet respect is no more
The cities of Shame.
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