Terrion کے بول

Once there was a planet gleaming with pure majesty. Then arose the human beings "Lords" they wished to be. Crown of creation you've brought the end To the awesome lands. Can't you see that one day you'll hold Nothing in your hands? They roamed nature on their search for what could raise their might. Left behind their garbage and environmental fright. Terrion, dying star, built for millions of years. Terrion, dying star, your beauty disappears. The only thing they ever grew was an awful seed. They fought wars against each other powered by their greed. In God's hand had been a planet, blue its shining light. Then arose the human beings and Terrion died.