With eyes like obsidian stones,
She watched the fallen empire from her crumbled throne.
She knew not how much time had passed,
The fallen soldiers decaying all around her.
She waited for her lover to return to her side,
What once had been an oasis, had turned into a prison.
So as the crimson rain poured down on her, she fell to her knees.
Her white robes turned to ash, she prayed to the sky,
She screamed at the gods to send her to oblivion,
For her beloved had forsaken her here,
Choking on the memories of him..
Skin much too pale, lifeless eyes, rigor mortis sets in,
Her soul transcended, from the decaying realm,
Drifting eternally trying to find what was lost..