The nameless city
Trought old sands
And buildings of old
There he lost himself
In the moon cold
The frescos drove him mad
The mummies made him understand
The horror of a lost history
Made his reality despair in agony
Older than the old
Millenia untold
The reptiles crawled those walls
But empires rise, empires fall
What did you saw?
Was it true?
Impossible to be
But you know what you see
A game of continents on the wall
Used to be earth when this buildings were tall
Ignorant are humans of the lost
But you saw more than most
Oh!Yes, you saw more than most...
Dedicated to my beloved, a great fan of H.P.Lovecraft, that reads me terribly beautiful stories at night for me to be able to sleep.
