The ancient, long-forgotten vessel faces another dawn over the world it destroyed over a thousand years ago.
“…After the deed was done, and the world and its people lay dead, the great ship’s intelligence saw what it had done. Unable to live with what it had wrought at the hands of its creators it condemned itself to an eternity above the now dead world…”
Its name long since lost to the winds of time, the ship will forever circle the world until it dies, forever remembering what it had done and the once proud race it killed.
Bella Morte – “Remorse”
He stands in the chill of night
With snow swirling down
Memories lurking in his eyes
Blood is on his hands
She still lives inside of him
She still holds his eyes in thrall
She still softly sings to him
And she still owns his soul
And he will live forever more
The walls of his world crashing down
Alone in the dark
The walls of his world crashing down
Shadows in his mind
The walls of his world crashing down
Sanity has gone
Tears of blood roll down his cheeks
As she cried his name
Trapped he stood and watched her fall
Screaming in the rain
He still hears her crying there
Sees her pictures on the wall
He still sees her lying there
And he still hears her call
Walls of white and silken sheets
Line his padded cell
Far beyond the metal door
Eternity his hall
Well, they did not understand
When he cried out her name
No, they did not understand
Death was the only way
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This is only a rough drawing.
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