At the far most point
Where several world meet
In the mist, erupts passion Where motion sets remorse
Energy flows in a shapeless course
And sorrow-forged in fire
Burst and grow to become a swarm
To hammer out your dreams
With a dreadful coating
All is but death when deprived of pride
When awhim become a will and paves the way to power
The hour always comes late when fulfilling a burning desire
When touching the core and the heart of the pyre
A scorched black path leads to my salvation
This way demands great deeds
To mock fear and despair
To put an end to my starvation
As honor is seductive to the shamed and shallow
And fortune a stranger to the downcast, deafen by meger cry
For a thounderous love
A serpentine love for hate and glory
To guide me and my flock
To relive and cure our ills
An omen from above
Our steps, led by a distant staff
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