Carved out of the mountains in time where we lived came the chains of transformation
The hills of restoration and conservation became burial grounds for the first chapter.
Detained and destitute we watched the stars disappear in the eyes of our captors.
Forsaken and removed to the next chapter we endured seas of graves for the weak.
The life I owned is now owned by hands of fatal mentors that tell me I am not worthy.
I am a treasure hidden in the darkness of another's demo