Endling of the Sky
Roaming the expanse, it cries its song of lonely, the giant in the sky watches over gently
The last one of its kind, a thousand lives have passed with salty tears they bring the land of dead to life.
Roaming the expanse, it cries its song of lonely, the giant in the sky watches over gently
The last one of its kind, a thousand lives have passed with salty tears they bring the land of dead to life.