Are heritages supposed to last for centuries
As ambitions and dreams turn to ashes?
The ideals that could not set our souls free
Still linger by the unshed tears on our lashes
The many visions we saw
Were simply not meant to be
Yet we still foolishly decided to go
After a non – existing key...
To whom are our wishes now
For whom do we carry these dreams
Upon what feeling should we vow...
As honor drifts by the life streams?
***
When standing left without a throne
Becoming a tomb to lay your dreams on
As the justice scale carved of stone
Whimpers and is by mercilessness gone
This body has been weighed down
By doubts more painful than any wound
The truthful heart is left to drown
Never to the songs of treachery tuned
To whom should we call for
When there is no one we can trust
Why should we keep seeking more
When our hearts like our blades turn rust
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No one will hear out our cry
For we did not release it in the first place
Why should we keep chasing the sky
If our steps are for this earth to embrace?
Sabina and Germanous Theme (But there are parts that fit Diarmuid too)