the bones of the ancients lay silent in the dust entwind with the remains of the resistance i stood somber amidst the remnants of a war fought in vain as i look upon their bones i knew it was my time in the absence of the sun i stood somber amidst the storm and witnessed the aftermath of heresy and the fall of the divine my eyes transfixed upon a distant shape glowing drawing ever closer i watched as the shape drew near and before my eyes turned into a demon he stopped in his tracks before me upon his head layed a crown of fire the flames flickered as his eyes met mine we stood motionless in the storm and he spoke to me i ve seen all that is to be seen i ve heard all that is to be heard i am all knowing but still i am empty i m so empty he forged this crown from the flame of mankind but the sadness of the world laid heavy on his brow he can no longer bear the burden of humanity the bones of the ancients lay silent in the dust entwind with the remains of the resistance i stood somber amidst the remnants of a war fought in vain as i look upon their bones i knew it was my time right before my eyes the demon turned to ash upon the snow i took the crown as the winds took his remains to the sky the wolves gather around me howling black lullabies their songs enslave even the strongest man in sleep as we slumber the snow erases us wiping clean the slates of time witnessing the end of the world we know wiping clean our existence in the absence of the sun i stood somber amidst the storm the crown of hell laid heavy upon my head as the world fell into the black slumber the black slumber