Hollow Eyes, Empty Souls

In the valley of the mirror where the silver rivers gleam. Live the children

of the kingdom lost inside a dream. Whispers from the crystal towers echoed

in their heads. Feeding them with golden lies while turning their hearts to lead.

They traded voices for glowing stones. Forgot the taste of flesh and

bone. Eyes wide open, yet blind inside. Marching where the

phantoms guide. Oh, hollow eyes. You watched the skies.

While the world below you withered and died. Trapped in the spell of

the endless scroll. Crown on your head, but empty your