Lost in the thoughts of ancient realm
When Things in the dark exist but were not realized.
With wings they wait for enacting light
Perhaps if it shatters they might realize
Out of coven , what they are in precise
Lost in the thoughts of ancient realm
Nothing then has stayed the same
History impacted a lot and they continue in the old trend.
Understanding they lack
Orientation they lack
The eyes that never saw,
Who made pillars out of their tears,
Building forts out of fear
Downgraded all to be odd
And believed flaws accord question the ancient
On every find of any ancient matters around
And the finds became new trends
Mostly found everywhere today.