Wrought

(альбом: Festivals Of Atonement - 1995)

Nanna father of the zonei
Eldest of the wanderers
A shadow out of time
The moon is calling me
The breath of the old ones
Whispers in my ear
With inhuman impatience
They beckon to me

I call to the moon
And sin

I now possess the secrets
Of the tides of blood

I have traveled on the spheres
And the spheres do not
Protect me
I have walked in the pit
And the pit does not
Protect me

The lords of the wind
Rush about me
The lords of the earth
Crawl about my feet
And are angered
A wind has risen
The dark waters stir

The lines of my life
Have been obliterated
By my wanderings in the waste
My fate is no longer
Writ in the stars
For I have broken the covenant

Have the gods forsaken me
I cannot read the omens
What sacrifice
Have I failed to make
I call to the gods
Do not cast thy servant down

Wrought
What have I done!