(no subject)
"Years passed
And now, we live in the mausoleum of history
We inherit the legacy of ghosts who haunt these ruins
We are the lost generation
I remember stories of a glorious civilisation
Of cities with spires that reached the sun
Of a blue planet with vast seas
Of people with myths of humanity everlasting
Of children who saw in the embers of dying stars, the destiny of their race
They say our people have no present, only a past filled with horror
And a future they can only dream of."
And now, we live in the mausoleum of history
We inherit the legacy of ghosts who haunt these ruins
We are the lost generation
I remember stories of a glorious civilisation
Of cities with spires that reached the sun
Of a blue planet with vast seas
Of people with myths of humanity everlasting
Of children who saw in the embers of dying stars, the destiny of their race
They say our people have no present, only a past filled with horror
And a future they can only dream of."