End Of Fallens

What is life?
Burning hungers to be heeded at any cost?
Does it differ, surface time from afterlife?
The passage between the two vast realms, guarded by the Fallens' hands
Sublime practised supremacy.

Gods persever and fold as the counsil calls for more burdened souls
The cryings are lost forever, so pitiful they'll be
Mere denial of faith and hope.

Is this the end of fallens, which these worlds divide
Ancient inscriptions in runes and magic words
Black-angelic creatures, breed inside of open wounds
Leave hold of avengers forever?
Is this the end of Fallens?
Do hope these runes endure.

So my friends, history leaves a mark in the books as the Counsil now have freed
Embers shall fall, on the day the writings die, the son back from Deadlands stride.

What is life?
Burning hungers to be heeded at any cost?
Does it differ, surface time from afterlife?
In his solemn mind he shelters for a haven as nature fails
Needs a sane mind to lean against
Being the first to realise how to pass the fallens twice
Enter Deadlands' gates then back again.

Is this the end of fallens, which these worlds divide
Ancient inscriptions in runes and magic words
Black-angelic creatures, breed inside of open wounds
Leave hold of avengers forever?
Is this the end of Fallens?
Do hope these runes endure!
Is this the end of Fallens?
If so dead magic flows.