Forrest trees march along riverbeds
These leafy paths guide them home
Lost worriers, defenders of Rome
Bumble bees at ease by command
Prince and princesses of the lands
Rumbling seas, pirates and treasures
Pleasures of wealth and lovelies
War of nations, fall of countries
Nomads remain, crossing planes
Days are cold and nights grow old
The world unfolds in blood
Courtesy, a mere print left in mud
The dynasty of love has collapsed
Crumbling away with every blast
Morality rattles in an empty flask
Sanity, battles relentlessly to last
The future has now become past
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