'Neath a falter'd sky cross loamless plains, an'water'd blight
Ah! Where gone those days once Glory shone so bright
Fallen 'neath baleful wings dark as night
Ah! a moment give to me
Hark! Shall none hear this soul's tale of a land benight
Pitiful man whom death has undone
Lean'd upon a broken blade Looks to skyward
"Prithee above (Almighty one) Be this thy word?
Cryed out, begged for [bad word] 
But no Answer's sound be heard 
Yet now he sees the dragon's dogma 
Unbound by time All-biding grand design
Land and Skyes
and seas yearn
Finish the cycle of eternal return