The wasted ruins of the city come crashing down upon the earthen ground. The final days for the ruins of this once busy city draws to an end.
They ancient green life slowly crawls upon the cracked walls,
The seedling beneath the walls sprout to the sun ray calls.
As time passes on slow, the ruins slowly grow,
The ruins grow with life, becoming more and ever so rife,
The deadened city, a busy ground once more,
Nature screams its eternal, timeless roar.