Twisted and jagged, rusted and mangled weapons
Battered and tortured piles of armour
Heinous and evil, horrid and cruel grimoires
Forbidden tomes are resting beneath
Over the eons, the winds have hidden heirlooms
Concealed by sands, buried below
Relics of power, engines of warfare, obscene
Statements of domain and dominance
Steel rots away
Memories in dismay
The sands take it all
Accursed artifacts of horror
Silence where echoes of war once rang
Untold acts both twisted and cruel remain in obscurity
Vile machines brought gods to their knees
But now once and forever remain underneath