Oriar - Heron Oblivion

Golden

Lusterless fools fallen

Columns turn to dust

She stole my name

She said

«A horse, a fish, a woman.»

Cities turn to rust

She dies a thousand deaths

Dawn rose

Up again perplexed

«Why'd you call me back here

Before your work was done?»

Dear now

You’re welcome to repay me

To wipe back false tears

And fly away from here…