The head of the dragon has fallen Succumbed to the death it foresaw Endings are but new beginnings When the starts come right again The thirteenth atu rules this world Beyond death the Elect alone will endure Though the angles are strange yet compelling The stars must rotate right again The moon shines down upon us Eclipised by the he who shuns the light The dark shadows pass over the surface Only death may make way for rebirth The seven stars fuard the gate to the hidden Beyond the hidden lies the source of the flame The flame burns within and beyond me I become an isolator, the stars the source of my essence Thirteen atu, thirteen oaths Nine angles and nine ways of becoming I sail beyond the angles Yet the angles are the way The one who haunts in the dark Is the sender of livid nightmares The shining stone is as black as the angles Starry wisdom shows the way to the hidden source