Lunes Funebres

As waves upon waves of darkness came crashing upon this world
Whimpering feeble prayers was all they could do

From summerless voids
The gates of pearl crumbled
A new age of man
Was forged in pain

Palaces were to be built (and) adorned with the skulls of the holy
Twenty times a century tenfold would be their time

Atop mountains of Misanthropy
Formless hands crushed the light
It's ashes lost in the sands of time
Fragments of a faith

Shattered
Forgotten