Far away rusting away
Casted on truth, fashioned by men
Warriors once thread this path
Laying claims to its gold
Empire has wanted this
For its promises resources.
...
...
Just a war, a raging one
Dispute with no end
A blissful heaven turned red
A park became nuclear target
Children gone enmass
Adult wasted for nought
The dream and ambitions gone
So goes the past world
With no one to inhabit it again.
A testament of man's greed