"Empty" by Hillary Kent

Through the wood and over the slumbering mountain

Atop the hill before a whispering fountain

Stands the castle, forlorn above the empty plain

Silent now that there is no one to hear its cry

Once there were many that came to stay within me

And to praise my gracious lady; how good was she!

But that was before the coming of her greatest enemy

When still her golden laughter through my halls did fly

He came first to us as a friend and not as foe

An enchantment of awe upon us he did throw

We knew neither where he came nor where he would go

We knew only that he passed us laughingly by

In the guise of a wizard bound in enchantment

He offered to perform for our entertainment

Who can say if his offer was truly meant?

Or if it was a carefully concealed lie

We found out quickly what his smiles really did hide

Jealousy drove him; time he did carefully bide

Upon us an unspeakable menace he cried

And whispered with a cold smile for us to die

Caught unawares we fell as any other would

One by one he killed us all just because he could

Fighting to the end but wondering if we should

Because our lady we were watching slowly die

My bones of stone and sinews of steel feel the bite

The wind mourns its way through me in the night

My only company now is the birds in flight

The silence of Death in my hollow halls does lie

And now my proud lady is gone into the dust

With none to remember I stand alone as I must

With her gone, I only exist and slowly rust

And empty, empty is my silent forlorn cry