Among the many beings surrounding the giant
He felt so lonely, forlorn
Between the spiritual and the mundane realms
He dwelled in silence, alone
As fallen enemies kneeled
As traitorous faces were revealed
As tyrants were dethroned
As their bodies were deboned
As the seas and oceans froze
As they picked the blackened rose
He found no serenity
No holding womb for woes
Beneath the barren land of ancient secrets
He buried their remains
Mist covers his dried roots
Cold dew on his broken leaves
Parasites upon his scarred stem
Nibbling on the warmth he gives
As fallen enemies kneeled
As traitorous faces were revealed
As tyrants were dethroned
As their bodies were deboned
As the seas and oceans froze
As they picked the blackened rose
He found no serenity
No holding womb for woes
As fallen enemies kneeled
As traitorous faces were revealed
As tyrants were dethroned
As their bodies were deboned
As the seas and oceans froze
As they picked the blackened rose
He found no serenity
No holding womb for woes
