The silent tranquil forebodes,
The dawn of a savage tempest
Fear has flooded the calm,
It is the age of the savages.
Terror creeps in,
Hope has withered and died.
A ripple of nightmares plague,
A river of tears, dried.
The void gnaws from within
Courage has forsaken the lands.
The winds whisper,
Hope has abandoned them.
The light is stifled,
The stillness smothers the life of the air.
The ire of dark waters unquenched,
None is left fair.
All feels the tremor,
All feels the plunge.
Darkness seeps in,
A war has begun.