I have come for the ages
And the ages to me
When finally I witness eternity
Of wisdom and sight
Of death and denial
I am shown to the world
And the world to me
We solemnly mourn
At the footsteps of dawn
When the stone doors are sealed
Interred majesty
We stand on the wings of the morning
Beating back the advance of the day
Yet these wings beat just like a hammer
In endless flight