Von Grey Ashes
Deep in the earth
Pillars to the sky
Standing watch
With ancient pride
The mother's very own children
Born of the very green earth
A kingdom of chiefs and of soldiers
Chopped to a dearth
Burning slowly to the ground
Ashes, ashes they all fall down
The emerald realm has lost its crown
Crying softly without a sound
Hands outstretched
Want and greed
Reaching for
What you don't need
You beg, you steal, you borrow
Do you have peace of mind?
Take, take, take
How do you sleep at night?
Divine
In time
You'll find
What you have done