Upon the peak of the black mountain, I raise my head to the constellations.. Lonely, the height of the true King, With all this world before me.. Though highborn knights have sought thee, I have journeyed unto shadow--- Only to find my throne, Of grand isolation... And further Nightward still, Into the whir of this black energy.. The breath leaveth my body, And I shed mortality.. What lie below me now, Is but a dim and distant dream.. I shake the dust of centuries, And reap the sky with open wings.. Upon the peak of the black mountain, I raise my head to the constellations.. Lonely, the flight of the true King, With all this world beneath me.. Though highborn knights have sought thee, I have journeyed unto shadow--- Only to find my throne, Of grand isolation...