Be'lakor - Remnants

Embedded in fertile plain
 Snared in pulp and stone
 Confounded being emerges
 Surrounded yet alone

 Surging growth in vigour
 Morbidity at bay
 Hale deceives the advent
 Of cycles in decay

 Winter's first marrow cracks
 Mother bides the spring
 Ne'er evade the hand of death
 And coursing pain it brings

 Matter broken, times expire
 Eternity's division
 Peer across the fatal pass
 Terminus inition

 Ills that never truly mend
 Breath which seldom draws in ease
 Pulses often miss their step
 Somatic ever in disease

 Embedded in fallow plain
 Consumed by pulp and stone
 Confounded being expires
 Abandoned and alone