Ensconced in bibliosis before the tomes of reverence Brooding in the study of the silent tower The Grey Voyager of the void in pale sleep Remembering the ruins of endless years Dance for the rose in the forests of Pylea The trionic text of the wolf in the pentagram A bridge to the wisdom of the moon The nebulous souls compounded in twilight Ever and anon traversing the sphere of time The saga of The Narrator within the mirrored walls The first to witness the fall of Oberon Of winds and ingate Inverted coffins, a burning d**h Beneath the sun's infinite fire The answer balances on a legend lost in an age of dreams Borne upon a cloak of stars, The scroll of heaven aflame The secret aloft my wizened eyes On the smiling caryatid's visage As Iris descended into the earth To kiss the roots of the ageless tree In the darkness beyond the door, the altar is being prepared The last perfect day and the world is near completion Acclaim the prophecies bound within these halls Written on the marble stones by my own hand