Road of Bones

This trail, ever winding Grown over and tread on by none There was a time when all the paths were open All steps have fallen silent since Never an uttered word We are gone, lost and forgotten This world has seen the eve of your kind The kind that had the will to destroy The kind that wielded the power of the sun They are gone now, gone forevermore They possessed the hearts And hands to wield the fire That very fire now smothered and died This trail, ever winding Grown over and tread on by none Only ghosts walk this road of bones