'Neath a faltered sky; cross loamless plains, and watered blight Ah! Where gone those days, once glory shone so bright? Fallen 'neath baleful wings dark as night Ah! A moment give to me Hark! Shall none hear this soul's tale Of a land, benight? Pitiful man whom death has undone Leaned upon a broken blade, looks too, skyward Prithee above (almighty one) be this thy word? Cried out, begged for truth but no answer's sound be heard Yet, now he sees the dragon's dogma Unbound by time; all-binding, grand design Land and skies, and seas yearn Finish the cycle of eternal return Finish the cycle of eternal return