Walk On

High in the darkling atmosphere, the four winds convene

And unleash a raging vortex on the crippled emerald green

Feathers rain from the heavens in bloodied shades of black and blue

With hardly a moment to settle, the cycle starts anew

We play our part while hiding in the shadows of another broken heart

Never in the defiant general's decorated time

Did he heed the warnings of this calamity divine

He turns around and runs right back to where he was before

And stands his ground at the center of a planetary war

He orchestrates the fall while lurking in the shadows is a reckoning for all