Telperion

Towers of rock, marble and steel

Do not contain what I feel

The fading of what is ourselves

Trapped on some forgotten shelves

We reach for what we cannot see

Forgetting what we are supposed to be

Blind to the lessons of the past

The die has been all but cast

We ignore what does not move

Saying that it does not prove,

That we are doomed and much worse broken

As if the words were never spoken

So we lie in limbo, doom awaiting

All the while still debating,

If the threat is phantom or not

The future then begins to rot

The men that profit in the now

Do not care where, what or how 

Left in hands of envy and greed

No wonder they look to us to bleed