I can feel her final breath
Like a storm she rose I answered her call
I feel the cold hands of death
Reaching out to embrace us all
In an ocean of emptiness
In the ashes of the endless day
As the architect digress
Colors wither and fade to grey
Her banners flew proud
Her defenders stood strong
A becon of light
A vision long gone
Betrayed from within
Her walls withering
And with a sigh she falls into oblivion
Her children forgot
Misled by the elect
And down she fell into oblivion
Her banners...
Dying is forever and soon you shall see
Freedom is not free
To be one with the light in a world without fear
Freedom is not free
Forgotten and lost buried deep beneath
Watchtower West