The great stone walls

Rise above our heads,

Cold and sad

Pale light, a dusty veil

The sun makes its way in

Destitute, weak

You're at my side again

Faithful guide unfailing,

Here we stand among the others

The living among the dead

Veins still flowing full

Lungs filled with white light

Push forward

Lifeless bodies swept aside

They are on us

Cast a net of armor

Over our heads

Hide our life

Lest it be lifted from us

We must leave this place

Of deathly decay

Don't look back, press on