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Oh, Western Rust!
I wander among ruins and despair,
Western dust on me.
The broken oath between gods and men has blackened this land;
In silence I stare
At the world that’s crumbling down.

The lilies are dancing on a nameless grave,
They’re singing the requiem for a forgotten dead:
“What once was is no longer”, we constantly repeat,
While muses are drowning in an eternal sleep.

The brazen bells are tolling in a starless dusk;
Filled with anguish, we shiver at their prophecy:
“Who will now inherit the power of the Gods?
Not heroes, nor wise men, but money and machines.”

Oh, Western Rust!
A poem for the greatest fall,
For the twilight of the Ageless Ones.
Ragingly, the Nothing devours everything in its path.
What is left
But emptiness and void?

Lyrics: Enrico Filisetti
Music: Ivan Savino