this place holds within its   walls a profane legacy its sickening   my soul a monument to darker ages   behold two thousand years we burn the memory.   twas such a beautiful site   the flames wrought   tears from my eyes   to the beating of my dreadful heart peering   into the dark to the dungeons of her hope.   thine is this portion of   my flesh will you wreak   your sorrow on me forevermore   on this sombre starless night you've   wandered from the safety   of thy nightly shores.   From the cold tombs heart   the spectre washes   away we overturn the graves of gods who told lies.   i feel as if time has fallen deathly   still my passions my sorrows mere   memories of a life past but I’ve come   to far to just walk away   from my empire the ashes from   the fire still litter the earth   in my wake an infinite sadness   towards finite endings   blessings from below curses to the above