Relics of the Natural Realm
After the eras of our occupation we have now withered
And here you so beautifully remain
A once desolate wasteland now thrives in a sea of flora and fauna
Embellishing a realm formerly tattered and bare

A somber end impossible to endure
Colors of a dried palette reclaim their rightful throne
Remnants of a once-reigning species reduced to nothingness
The memory of them fading ever so quickly

Frail remains shattered into a thousand pieces
Being swept away by the wind
Gone and buried in the currents of time
The dawning of a new age established by relics locked away

Her perennial power adorns the natural realm
And so it was told
We are but lost souls
Our epilogue now set in stone

After the age of our long forgotten reign
Forevermore you beautifully remain