Tall walls are rising ahead a city once in its prime now stands forsaken Reeking of grime and of tears, bent low by sorrows and fears, he sees an old man approaching "How come?", he asks, "This is not how it was meant. My memories do not align / My mind cannot reconcile "What did you expect? who should sort out your faults "Your lies. Your greed. Your actions matter indeed. Falling apart, nothing left but the mess he made Run away, Run away, Run away Do you think there's a reason to stay? Run away, Run away, Run away There is no one left here for you to blame The journey takes them to woods, where no one dares to reside, and colours wade into grey. Deadwood lying around, fallen leaves hiding the ground, whispering tales once forgotten. The smell of rotten beliefs that fills the desolate void of the destroyed prime of life What hides below the decay Rich soil invites to return ashes hold second chances Looking beyond, a promise of quiet rebirth Run away, Run away, Run away Do you think there's a reason to stay? Run away, Run away, Run away There is no one left here for you to blame