The Guild

I envision barren wastelands Populated with things I used to love There's no harmony here Not betrayed by words But instead the calling of the void Neglectfully the buildings sit in faceless memories To what end am I to be among these echoes of what I used to be? You're leaving home to walk into the night Looking for a fight? Looking for what's right? But you never get a vision in that light A beating from inside To swim against the tide And as you find a house that satisfies Well something must be wrong It's open all along There's someone there who's stolen there before And left a trail for you Calling on your move And you don't feel so ready now it's here The etching on your knife The meaning of your life I kept searching until I saw The far out system close to the maw Ancient archive they call their home In their homeworld I'm not alone In the chamber of ancient words Distant voices could still be heard I came closer could not believe Old man came down to talk to me They insist that they're going to Save existence by robbing you Steal and copy all that was made Win the war before it's too late In the next world we'll live again Forging heaven for perfect man Stealth and secret will be our tools Matter thieving at night time time rules