Foundations

The sand that hides
 The bones of the dead
 Whispers in the wind
 Rumors of our future
 We shall build here
 In this cursed place
 Cruel structures
 The towers of gods
 In their shadows
 We will ever toil
 We will hide there
 Waiting for a revelation
 Citadels of sorrow
 These relics of old
 Sentinels of secrets
 Hidden down below
 These are the foundations
 of burden that we laid
 Must we feat on a bounty of blood?
 The soul of the world in the mouths of all
 Sick corruption in the fountain of life
 It will sustain us
 Was there even a choice?
 Descendants of dust
 With faces carved from stone
 The legacy of what has gone
 Our paths connected by a thread
 Only remains of the lies we led
 Impart the weight of the years we shed