Master of the Past
Knows of all that came
before,
Still cannot stop Her
deadly roar.
From beneath his velvet
black hood,
Beside him a strong
woman stood.
Into the Abyss, to
challenge a Goddess,
Unafraid of being
helpless.
His brother, a golden
warrior for light,
Asking him to end his
plight.
His evil knowledge
unmatched,
Still he bowed to the
truth unmasked.
Give himself to a
useless cause,
Perhaps not a defeat,
but merely a pause.
