Malrun

On the day when all turned out wrong
Light had begun to shine above
Then a scythe struck from nowhere
Out of thin air, again and again
Now, under a dying Sun, water to blood become
In the high tide of a river running red
Don’t ever lose the will, swim and fight until…
Rise from sorrow
Oh I hope there’s a meaning somewhere
In all this despair we leave behind
I don’t know why life’s so unfair
Seems to ensnare, again and again