Death of the Immortals

They all used to think,

This was all just a game,

That life was their toy,

That no one had names,

They didn't suspect,

The wrath of the dolls,

Who lived in their dollhouse,

Never answered their calls,

The dolls struck the non-livers,

They wreaked a great chaos,

They won a war that they started without any loss,

The immortals once played,

In an endless toy box,

But now they are gone,

Their graves marked by rocks.