Leah - Old World

*Many years ago, I was wandering around an ancient Welsh graveyard, sitting beside a mysterious one-thousand-year-old castle. Tombstones jutting out everywhere amidst the wild grass and fragrant wild flowers. One stone in particular stood out to me. I sat in the garden of the dead and imagined what may have happened long ago... here is the song.* Names upon a stone, standing still They scream in dark light, hollow sounds Wicked games they played in the winter chill And pierced the city walls tonight In this old world, time is standing still Chains around a chair, ring on the floor Burned to the ground, bright as dawn Riches betrayed, knowledge decayed And breeched the royal halls, tonight In this old world, time is standing still Once upon a time, in a distant story Vanishing faces one by one Marching to the drum of a little revenge And never to be seen when the time has come In this old world, time is standing still