Ashes - Suma

Dark magic come

When we die

Walking through fires

Violent caves

Wind burns

Fiery thrones

Exit

The fields of fire

Are burning away

The cross burns red

The winds are plague

His thoughts won’t die

Return to the cave

Facing the sand which burns

Guilt and pain…

The fields of fire

Are burning away

Escaping wolves

In a circle of heat

His wings beat on

Fear, grief and pain

His fight is strong

seeds of fate

Escaping the heat obsessed by greed

Broken, the spheres

Counting the kills

What do you see now?

What do you fear, here, now?

What do you hear now?

What do you see now?

What do you seek, right, now?