This Body Belongs With the Souls of the Past

[JamminWithJimon]

I summon the shadows
And the zombie Dragons

The Sidhes
And the Wisps

Someone is dead
And by my hand

We shall bury him loosely
But not in the sand

We shall bury him in the loam
And the rock
And the rust

Of the ages past
With warriors of dust

He will fertilize the world
With his corpse

His heart lay waste
In this world that warps

Those with good of heart
Though they may

Fall to the thought
Of death and decay