Great merciful sea of time,
bring us no more days
beneath asthmatic skies.
Fill our sails with the breath of plague
and rid us of the siren's cry.
Then wash us ashore at the eventide,
so at last we may lay,
in silence, and the shade.
Wean me so, beneath
the breast of your shadowed reach
and teach me to sing.
Now, and on into battle
to vanquish the sunfires' gleam.
guide our path, and through chaos..
may shadow hide us.