The curtain of night,
Ripped asunder by fire and light,
The God of Ra descends from the heavens,
Nations tremble and man goes to his knees.
The light,
Burning light,
Shining fire,
Is the herald of war across the heavens,
No star nor mote of dust untouched by the mad god.
Eyes rest on the cities and towns,
It’s time to return to the old ways,
Days of magic and fire and blood,
Nights hidden,
Shrouded in darkness.
Heads bowed,
A prayer goes up for mercy,
Oh, God of Ra spare us,
Amen, amen,
Amen Ra.
