RedGage

Through the abysmal fog;
A Shadowy figure quietly gallops.
As the burning cuts deeply glow;
The sounds of a time past is ominously heard.

Through the swampy pools of water;
A burning Stallion continues to glide.
As the nightmarish screams of sadness resonates;
A war of bloodshed continues to replay.

Through the darkened skies of tears;
A burning stallion begins to glow with smoke.
As the misty rain drips from above;
The many broken bodies start to wither.

Through the evergreen trees;
A patch of daylight quickly seeps.
As a burning stallion begins to dissolve;
The cries of the past are quietly stored away.