All riven, kith and kin,
all given for this, a never-ending riddle,
my flesh worn, heart betorn,
mind, by mem'ry, begyved...

As I wander, cold and immane
whither now my mother, my flame.
And along the coils of light,
the life I desire.

"Anon now must we part"
Words like a dart, red and dire,
eyne that accoyed with their heat.

O! How I have seen the Dragon's Dogma!
Unbound by time, all-binding, grand design,
land and skies and seas yearn,
finish the Cycle of Eternal Return.

When thou pulledst this boy from the sand,
didst thou see him bearded, with brand?
And within the coils of light, when our blades took flight-
What future didst thou envision?

As I keep this frozen demesne,
whither now my mother, my flame;
And along the coils of light,
the life I desire.