Tired silence breaks under time and stealth,
A fearful act of cowards make men, men,
Barelled walls steal blood from those few,
The titan stands tall towered when, when.
Slayed masters mock bodies between rows,
Guided hands feel forth souls heat, heat,
Women dance with demons in shires close,
Fractured branches fall off quiet neat, neat.
Brace a stone and crash wood open along time,
Slack reminders of an earth by hero's, hero,
A city burned bright and hot warming feet,
He danced circles and lines that Nero's, Nero.