Citadel

A wasteland once pure Souls mosaic Alive, awake Accepting, demure Eyes partake Mindful shake Pulsing, writhing A death knell Scripture telling The destined once sure Tearful lake Timed to break Listless, no cure Thirst to slake Harbinger fake Pulsing, writhing A death knell Scripture telling Of the day they fell The day they fell They made hell The day they fell They made hell The day they fell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell They made hell