Descending through thickened mist 
An old man reached inside and tore out my slumber 
Ivory twists an open claw 
Set upon the skulls of man 

Formative years aside  [bad word] blanched in sun''s delusion 
But providence affirmed 
Destroyed my aberration 
Mortal seeds in divine 
Gave grief into life''s form 

And so curved the spine 
Obeisance made before him 
Blessed in life but [bad word] cursed by death 
Bitter choice befalls you 
Glory, lord of men, asks but pain 

Master''s stone was weaved [bad word] before the throne 
Then war came, a semblance of her 
Lands unite and he prospers 

Grand signs assail me 
Temptation yields assent 
As irons carve the sand  [bad word] brings fate upon him 
Anguished price for laurels 
Veins burnt by hatred, 
In premonitions menis consumed me 

Unsanctified, I cared nothing for their ways 
Yet a father''s plea dragged mercy from me 

Now, demi-god, echo in eternity 
toxic toll pierces the flaw 
On reflection, there was never any choice