[Open with instrumental Lyre and Harp] [Verse 1] In the shadow of the mountain, our souls took flight, Once a home of laughter, now swallowed by night. Here in the silence, where children once played, Amidst whispers of ashes, entombed where we laid. [Chorus] Oh, the dreams that were shattered, the lives torn asunder, In the grip of the fury, struck down by fire and thunder. With each breath of the ashes, the harrowing end, In the echoes of darkness, we could not defend. [Verse 2] Once the streets were alive, the marketplace bright, Now they lie still, cloaked in an endless night. All of my brothers, their laughter now still, The fire took us fast, from the mountain it spilled. [Chorus] Oh, the dreams that were shattered, the lives torn asunder, In the grip of the fury, struck down by fire and thunder. With each breath of the ashes, the harrowing end, In the echoes of darkness, we could not defend. [Bridge] The scent of fresh bread, the warmth of the sun, Now buried in silence, all joy comes undone. All the great feasts, the stories we shared, Now ghosts of the past, for nothing was spared. [Verse 3] Oh all the lost ones, to the faces now gone, In the depths of the night, where hope has withdrawn. The stone rain has claimed us, our laughter lies still, Swallowed by silence, after firestorms that kill. [Chorus] Oh, the dreams that were shattered, the lives torn asunder, In the grip of the fury, struck down by fire and thunder. With each breath of the ashes, the harrowing end, In the echoes of darkness, we could not defend. [Outro] In the dust of the ages, our laughter lies still, Swallowed by silence, in the stones from the hill. We were once filled with dreams, now shadows remain, In the ruins of memory, only echoes of pain. No light breaks the darkness, no warmth in the air, Just whispers of sorrow, a world stripped bare. In the ashes of history, our stories decay, Forever entombed in the Earth’s cold embrace.