Skeleton of yore,
Enshrouded in time's own weft,
E'er the harbinger.
Eyes, bronzed and profound,
Pierce the veil of mortal coil,
Illuming the dark.
Chronos' bladed heir,
Arcs through the cosmos' whispers,
Cleaving fate from fear.
Grim, yet graceful wraith,
Draped in the cosmos' secrets,
Dancing with the stars.
Ashes stir beneath,
Lifeblood of the Phoenix's rise,
Endings birth new dawn.
Skeleton of yore,
Enshrouded in time's own weft,
E'er the harbinger.
Eyes, bronzed and profound,
Pierce the vei
Skeleton of yore,
Enshrouded in time's own weft,
E'er the harbinger.
Eyes, bronzed and profound,... [more]