In twilight's hollow, where shadows play
Amidst the whispers of a dying day
A lone voice echoes, a haunting sigh
That shakes the pillars of the human sky

We toil, we tremble, we strive, we pray
Yet, in the silence, our souls decay
Like autumn leaves, our dreams wither fast
As the winds of time whisper our eternal past

In labyrinths of concrete, steel and stone
We search for answers, but find only bones
The ghosts of yesterday, the specters of...