Slumbering on, a century of dreams and nights
Wrapped in the earth, and enveloped in her embrace.
Harsh sudden waves pound again and again.
Awakening now, you are exhausted and all alone.
Open your eyes, lift up your head. Face in the wind, dance with the dead.
Rubble and dust, sinew and blood. Last of your kind, none of your brood.
A matter of time, a hunger and pain. Panicking now, while nothing remains.
Immortal king, standing alone. Ruler of all, and ruler of none.
Air burning bright, a symphony of fire.
What will you do? When nothing can be done?
Brush strokes of rage for no one to hear or see.
Back to the grave to chance fate once more.
