I look around in the piles of rubble
and see the earth and its struggles
I look in the circle and see 5 corpses
and their fight to save their Lord
The life is our Lord
Our maker like every God,
Created us and things with claws
And so now 5 are gone,
There's only us 4 left
and I are left;
We are all that remain,
for now anyway
but I noticed the falling drops of rain.
They sadly match the tears I wish I could cry
For my lost friends
and our God now out of sight.
Sadly I wish life would start again
but we'll make it happen
this won't be the end.