Cairns of Dust (a Lunar Settler's classic)

[Verse] Cairns of dust, homes of sleeping giants, A child wastes away. All that remains Of yesterday, an immature shadowplay We toil under the domes, we strain. [Verse 2] Until we drop for Pharos, our only sun, Cruel whip guiding light. Child of God, Praise pain or die.Bound in chains, Tying earth and sky, cruel facade. [Chorus] Painted cornerstones in colours of blood, A dark empire crimson-dyed! Parents sell child, a Corner of Paradise. Grind the debt with our bones. [Verse 3] Dead like life, dead like hope. A child’s only laze, a sorrowful gape. No solace in the morning rays, Just shadows lurking in disarray. [Bridge] Cold hands carve the future, Turning dreams into ruins under clutter, Life’s a sentence with chains that mutter, A whispered curse, no escape uttered. [Chorus] Painted cornerstones in colours of blood, A dark empire crimson-dyed! Parents sell child, a Corner of Paradise Grind the debt with our bones.