The emptiness seems to engulf the hallways,
the metal swords seem to shine with the sun rays.
The rock seem to show signs of the hardships of the days gone by,
looks like the fishes are not too impressed with the river having gone dry.
The little boy out there seems to be having the time of his life,
only did he know his forefathers murdered people with a blow of the knife.
The rabbits now have all gone back to their burrows,
oh why do I hear the noise made by the crows?
The battlefield shows no signs of the blood...