The skies collapsed
A mirror broken by a flash
(A thunder? Or my scream?)
And with the rain they dripped
Pulling me all the way down
Steel slipped out from my dead hands – but a mist
But a voiceless hiss
The shadow was blotting out all the stars
And the light
in my eyes
His seven steps like gates slammed one by one*
The serpent sank its teeth in its tail
Fell motionless
At my feet
Its venom seeped straight into my heart
weaker
with every beat
And then to the shadow I bowed
Countless years have now passed, lost to stone-solid sleep
And so I awake – in darkness
A deafening light – I see you are already here
O death
Within your fortress' walls
Once more for Shra'kt'lor I will grieve
I'll meet your blade with mine!
This time – I shall never leave
Yes, take this wisdom I don't believe in anymore
The meanings lost in labirynths of lore
And take this life that not to me belongs
And take this torment, the only thing
I know
* The city of Shra'kt'lor is divided into seven concentric circles connected by gates.
