The Rite of Crystal Resurrection
Towards realm dark all mem'ries wend
From whence have come the minds of men
To where they downward spiralled rest
Upon reflective Mem'ry's Nest
O'er time sparce mem'ries will digress
'pon which could subsist the princess
But all forgotten things reflective
'pon which demon feeds collective
While former to myrrh transmutes
That latter not a morsel refuse
Thus mem'ries lost to monsters turn
And mem'ry weaving mortals yearn
For this survival's drive has done
From fall of night to setting sun
O keepers of the crystal
Thy mem'ries to the light shall flow
Forgotten jewels that lose their glow
In time they shall return anew
To be gathered like drops of dew
Journey forth, seek the water of life!
This poem is suppose to be both the old story of the demon and the princess that the game refers to and the rite used at the ceremony every year to rejuvenate the crystal. It borrows the last six lines directly from the game's trailer itself, while the beginning is my own invention inspired by the book of Norse legends and mythology that I was reading at the time. The poem itself talks about how myrrh is created as well as monsters and the role that human memories play in all of it.