Empires Fall

Blackened soot stains the stones The sky knows no rest The withered wraiths cling to shadows Hollow eyes forever asking Cold wind come down from the north Bitter and cutting like knives A gray sun caste its pale light down Down on the bodies in agony Empty cities a testament to their makers Broken glass and burned out hulks are all that remains Under the fall of dark the terror is real Hands grabbing from the darkness, dragging kicking and screaming Empires Fall Empires Fall Empires Fall Empires Fall Concrete doors and stairwells Where the lurkers dwell Behind the doors of empty places Waiting just out of sight And the fell things howling To the moon at night Mutant cannibal horrors Waiting for those unwary