An Opal In The Shale

Grip my hand, child in the ashes, I'll take you to a safer place

Freedom is assured, you will find comfort there

In sanctuary you will be secure

Rest in the stillnes now, the storm casters will pass into memory

Now the guilty will die, at their own behest

Falling on the knife they've tapered from the moment of conception

Expelling of the sadness begins with the fall of the horde

A savage ruin

Withdraw with me to the open gates of the citadel

The gates are opened for the first time in this age

Nameless child, we have survived

We live to see the green of the distant valley

Can we hope that this is truly the end?

If they return, they'll not be welcomed here

The ruination of the land will be remembered

The ashes will give way to new life