The Brıdal Processıon - A Paradoxical Utopia

"Various groups of survivors all over the planet are trying to start over after the past events that annihilated most of the human race. They are living crammed into overpopulated doomed cities called arcologies. Some fell right below the level of the ground living in
subterranean caves surviving with their own resources. Trying to start from scratch each faction has different rests. Some were left with nothing more than dust and scum and a few others were left with primary technology allowing them to build advanced camps and
communicate together. Yet none of these groups are actually aware of the existence of other survivors... yet. "

Awaken, and rise again
From the ashes of a pulverized ancient reign
The universe has spoken and we are the undesired
The world is so quiet now that the seventh trumpet sounded

The great fires annihilated forests and harvests
Acid rains left our lands ashed and miserable
Rivers were poisoned forever

From afar dark souls were perceived
Survivors? Lost in the realm of nevermore?
In the midst of a new revolution
Psalms were heard through the wind
Our eyes are filled with the blackest pain
Our kins have fallen
Yet we are cursed with a second chance
Revenge on the lips and deceased in our arms
We sought escape to this misery

Is this our purgatory?
Or are we heaven sent?
Are we really all that's left?

We need to find the might to start it all again
Rebuild society, rebuild humanity
In honor of our fallen kins

Our darkest days are upon us all
And all we have left is a solemn oath
To find our new purpose on this earth that was once ours.
ARISE!