The Burning of the Village
By Robert Tabb

Fire!
Rushing!
Burning!
Scorching!

The village is in shambles
The Harpy is running
Spiders are crawling
Cryos are melting away
Posessed are dying

We the people of this land
Run and hide to seek shelter
The flame is consuming
All we hold dear
The apes are all dead
I'm losing my head

This wonderful village
Deep in Dirthober is gone
We've worked so damn hard
To make it so beautiful
One match put it out
And so many are dead

I don't know how to continue