Tall the kings of rock and earth
Where'pon a myth a teller wept;
A tome of giants, rumbling, as mountains,
Bewitched to stay the magic kept.
Behold, ye cherished, I speak of
A darkness, a shadow, which our kind hath bred,
As from sin, a mistake a mother cherishéd.
There, sleeps one Dormin, cursed and imprisonéd,
Who may 'wake what sleeps but doth stay dead.
What fate befalls you who sleeps not breathing but dead
When heaven or hell would expel, not welcome,
As rivers run dry when innocence was bled.
Dormin would suffer your fate for his device
Or suffer death for malice vice.
Commanded he Kage, shadows haunting,
A shrine once faithful to the gods is ruins slept.
A crusade was made in the sister land,
As neighbors who wish to lend a hand.
Emon its best
To that ancient land, that civilization's pride.
Now a shadow kept it in its wing
As all broke in Dormin's stride,
Emon so gallantly came to face the thing.
"Let us make for Dzaiyon, and cleanse its heart,
In battle may we work to tear apart
That creature, that Demon, and may it mark
The number of its days, may it hark
To what devil it prays to, what devil it honors,
May it toss fortunes and divine and ponder,
When we come with the sound and thunder
To save Dzaiyon, a blessing be upon her."
Once he came, his heart fell heavy,
For its glory was tarnished in shadows and story.
Dormin's power had grown and made unto himself
A gross memory of a former man's glory.
Dormin, once a man, was now a devil,
A cloud, a smoke and haze with no solidification,
Yet still its grand body had shaken the foundation
Of the temple that was its fortification.
Dormin wore Kage the shadow like a coat,
It was a covering of darkness that beheld wonder.
Evil magic surrounded him whole,
His voice shook the temple almost asunder.
"Sleep thou fiend O Demon Dormin," Emon said,
The demon shook the temple and crushed his following
And Emon greater in power so into a sleep Dormin brought.
yet Emon lesser in spirit fell and wept, sorrowing,
For those who fell from grace and evils wrought,
No more to breathe, no more in following.
For all was dead and abandonéd,
Or asleep and undead.
Dzaiyon the glory had fallen.
The ancient gods had left this world
Emon destroyed evidence to this land
To halt civilized man again
To enter here as once when began.
And by Emon a decree was written:
"I forbid YOU who comes to this place,
To seek that which wakes what should stay sleeping,
For curse be 'pon you, and upon all your sad race
Should ye become undead, possessed, weeping."
To warn those who seeing this land may be smitten.
And to restrict the demon Dormin from the open sky
Emon contained its power to the sixteen Colossi.