Obi Land

His Own Hand

Shadows falling from the ground
Falling backwards to the sky

Touch the sunlight
And it burns
Don't see their own blight
Never learns

Shimmers soaring in the sky
Hear the shadows crying out

Catch the shadows
Falling up
Stop the cries of crows
Steal their cup

Brightened shadows, darkened light
Born the new race known as man

Living, fighting
All as one
Now all uniting
Has begun

Hatred follows endlessly
Dark and light fight now as one

Death visited
On the land
Given to man by
His own hand