Alone in my sepulchral, Mountain fortress tower I have scurried away from the elysian fields
I sit awaiting the death of time I am so weary Realization sets into my bones Decaying the marrow
Limbs creaking I pull the cobwebs tighter about me Ashes and soot drift to the floor The world has become so cold and dusty
Gates of pearl, yellow'd and crack'd Clouds of silver have tarnished Seraphic wings Have been fettered and rent
The ascended wander lost Among the ruins of paradise Gone to squalor In my absence
They cry out for my return But I don't want to listen Yet their pleas still fill my head Leave me alone!
