Whatever Our Fortune by Shadowside
Blasted, destroyed, all brought to ashes
Blackness in the sky
The lust for riches and power
Of one man brought the demise
Of almost all life
All but few children survived
On their shoulders the hope lies
To hold up they strive
Whatever our fortune
We strain 'til we stand no more
Whatever our fortune
We're bound to the core
He looks outside from his deathbed
Calls his son and cries
Begs him to repair his damage
To forgive his sins
He ravaged nature with obsession
It succumbed to his oppression
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