A Glimpse of the Sky

Ripped apart, our heart are fed to the vultures
The soil has been cursed, our souls like silent statues of stone

Our last glimpse of the sky, the horizon is brigthening
Above us the sun shall rise, but its light we shall see nevermore

Winds of the cast that blow across the lands
Over open horizons, spread us like sand
We reached for the sun but were cast to the ground
Banned from this world, for all time to come

By the gods we are forgiven
A shaman's drum, the beat of our doom

A final glimpse of the sky as the sun rises
The sky is bright up above but we are wrapped in darkness