Western Rust!
I wander among ruins and despair
Western dust on me.

The broken oath
Between gods and men has blackened this land;
In silence I stare

At the world that's crumbling down.

The lilies are dancing on a nameless grave

They're singing the requiem for a forgotten dead:
"What once was is no longer" we constantly repeat
While muses are drowning in an eternal sleep.


Western Rust!
A poem for the greatest fall

For the twilight of the Ageless Ones.
Ragingly
The Nothing devours everything in it's path.

What is left
But emptiness and void?


The brazen bells are tolling in a starless dusk;
Filled with anguish we shiver at their prophecy:
"Who will now inherit the power of the Gods?

Not heroes nor wise men but money and machines."