Ghostfire
dance of fate
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Voices fall silent now
The hour is near
Bells in the churches toll
Their message is clear
Talk of eternity
Wonât keep us alive
Drinking and mockery
Wonât help us survive
We are the chosen few
Abandoned by hope
Heroes for half a day
Slaves to the rope
Glorious infamy
Forgotten domains
A last bitter litany
When nothing remains
Donât seek our repentance now
Weâre vicious and vile
Nobody else to blame
For lifeâs final trial
Twisted hate, dance of fate
Tread this path today
No chances left, just emptiness
Cold and certain graves
Voices of the past, of the future
Tread this path with me
Play their lonely part, their only marker
Is history