AN ERA OF PEACE

She walks on a wire

At the edge of great dreams

She will rule

In an era of peace

The old guard, they wither

For they cannot dream

They only grow rust

At the edge of the sea

All of the life

They have fished from the deep

The reefs turned to deserts

To gray dust beneath

They hunted the sharks

Even into the deep

Galled to no end

By the things they can't see

Those who would fear

Being eaten alive

Call with their prayers

That same thing, every night

The kingdom of winter

Has held back the spring

The hive has grown rotten

Dead is the queen

Her time, it was wasted

To the Fates, she is bound

Her kingdom, forgotten

Her wasteland, her crown

The haruspex foretold

The wraith's sad lament

Of an unlikely queen

That no one did expect

Where sights have grown shallow

She comes from the deep

Her power is seeded

Where people are free

A new dream approaches

It follows the storm

There is peace in the ocean

A new reign is born

She walks on a wire

At the edge of great dreams

She will reign

In an era of peace.