Raising arms erected from the mightiest of stone Against the winds of time to hold eternals' soul Soiled in labors blood, rooted by the oath Our praise to those above us, an earth bound throne
Pulling from the air White light
Drawn forth Writ in the sigil
Monuments Braving touch
Pantheon Await me, my gods
Await me!
So long I've toiled Cut on brace of stone Withering hours died Crumbling my bones
No wins or bettered fortune My only worth of ode Now to stand at eternal gate I lay down my soul
Star gaze of devoted ores, search forevermore Lost language to voice the prayers of fated paramore
Tomb of this flesh, channel of the ancient
On my last breath, I await the gods If they shall not meet me Then perhaps My stone, my heart
For I have devoted This life Only to their names
Whisper for me my Gods, A lasting glimpse to know That I leave not just a stone But a life worth living
All for your glory A lasting peace
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