Disclaimer: I don't own the Legend of Zelda
The Temple of Time
Forever still,
Frozen in time,
The secrets within
Are of sacred design.
With mysteries so steep
And enchantments of stone,
The building stands strong,
Haunting and alone.
The gate to the Power,
With none allied,
Brings down its Door
To the Song of Time.
The Melody of ages,
So deep and cold,
Represents the future
And the years of old.
When Fate repeats,
The Ocarina is played,
The Blade is drawn,
And the Power escapes.
The Triangle splits.
In the Chosen are fragments.
The kingdom is in siege
And a destiny becomes apparent.
The Battle is fought
And the world holds its breath.
The Sword is swung
And evil is put to rest.
The Battle is won,
The world is saved,
The Sword is returned,
And the Song is played.
The enchantments are replaced,
For centuries to sleep,
Until the Cycle continues
And the Signs repeat.
Forever still,
Frozen in time,
Always alone and waiting,
The Temple of Time.