The Mortal Suite

As mountains shift around us
And Rivers turn to clay
In your absent dissallusions
As your world decays
Oh wizard you shall suffer
And you will pay
For a legacy of death and sorrow
Burn it all away!

Forgotten slaughtered children
Ripped Apart from thee
Bodies of Warclouds blooming
Through the melted tree
You left this world to crawl through
Through A dying sea
Oceans of madness sprawling
From your apathy

I see your wicked life has
Caught up to you
You suffer from a sickness
Just as i do
This world its burns against us
For that is true
Plauged souls we are poor wizard
Bound in doom!!