The Arrival

Mankind has always looked

Skywards for its destiny

Now the velvet blue-black night

Finally breaks her silence...

I found myself in glens

Where no mortal dwells

Away from the lights

Of the cities of the blind

I looked up to the sky

And saw the star that shines

Than Venus far more bright

Blotting out its peers there on high

My hunting-hounds bayed

Wild, their tails on edge

And as I took a closer look

I saw a disk of fire in the night!

I clutched my sword in fear

And took three paces back

Knowing that this omen means

They have finally come...

That shining orb, the Gorgon's eye

Haunts my sleep, fills my dreams

For I know what this omen means:

They have finally come...