The winds sweep across the raging skies of our tormented domain

All around I heat the ghostly chants of generations gone

can't they the howls of the Old Ones great coming with the storms?

Cries of betrayal and destroyed will over ages passed

I hear the winds of immortal wisdom sing

Nature is yet to breath its last breath

They blindly go about their ways, forget what is real

A fantasy turned to legacy, a spiral of doom

Can't they hear the howls of the Old Ones great coming with the winds?

The warnings fall on stubborn minds and on deaf ears