Blaine Rohmer - Ghosts Of An Old World

Grey sky up ahead the kingdom of frost And I can see the end of an old world Towers of thousand lights Lost to the piles of dust Dead structures beneath cold winds will abide But I can see the dawn of a new world Forests with echoes from past Memories of the unknown I can see the end I can see the war Your dreams are surrounded by dead I can see the fall I can see the dusk Dead banners fly high to the end Most roads so far were paved by the blood And I can see the mountains of metal Figures of plastic and glass Shattered to pieces at last Is justice for all will stand trial of time But I can see the sorrow of mankind Screams that have never been born Locked in the tomb of the old Last piece still to fall to dead barren soil And I can see the mirrors and candles Carvings in blood on the walls Bodies denying there form As dusk will arrive world's fading to dream But I will hear the ghosts of an old world Screaming for thousand of years Aeons of infinity I will be the end I will be the war Your dreams looks like came to an end I will be the fall I will be the dusk Dead banners will rot in the sand