Heritage - Amber

Disaster strolls through the lands of the free

The only things living are dead and diseased

The earth had passed away

The first heaven falls into my lap

Heavy like a mountain — a weight I cannot bear

Bodies feed the earth, the world turns red

I will climb a mountain with my empty body

Rotten teeth, nothing to eat

I will crawl to this cold peak

Not able to walk on my frozen feet

The earth is dying in eternal snow

We are starving from shadows