Funeral Circle Obelisk
As if in a dream, wandering through fear
I saw an obelisk; atop it, a blackened sphere
Runes depicting eternal melancholy
I've walked all of my life to see...
Risen alone in this wasteland
By unknown, ancient magick hands
Day had turned to night so fast
I saw a gaping void: the future and the past!
The symbols of timeless elders
I saw on this obelisk
On my knees I feel
I gazed upon what could only be Hell...
I opened my eyes to see
The blackened stone, how it mocked me!
My eyes opened wide, all I could see:
The living stone, how it mocked me!
I closed my eyes, burned and bloodied
Yet I could still see, and feel the melancholy
The blackened stone, forever to be
I saw this obelisk, how it mocked me...