Sixth song on the album The Fall of the Son by The Castillion.  The first blow from this mysterious White Witch catches Castillion off guard; she is actually coming for him and his kind successfully. It’s seemingly impossible but he can’t stop her regardless of his dominance. It’s like punching a wave of the tide, it doesn’t mind, a new set is behind. His fortune and power are crumbling right before his eyes and nothing he does seems to stop it. He feels abandoned by the very Gods he has served.