AEONS AND AEONS HAS IT BEEN
AN OLD STORY TOLD AGAIN AND AGAIN.
PERHAPS IN FEAR OF THE LOVING ONE
IT THAT SHAPED THIS WORLD,
THIS STORY WAS FORGOTTEN.
BUT BE AS IT MAY, NOTHING,
NOR NO ONE,
CAN PROVE THE TRUTH OF THIS STORY
CENTRE OF THIS WORLD,
THE AXIS OF THE WORLD-PLATE
SURROUNDED BY A SCORCHING DESERT,
ITSELF BY A LUSH WASTELAND
ITSELF BY FOGGY HILLS
ITSELF BY A COLD AND DESOLATE DARKNESS.
UNDER THE DIRECT LIGHT OF THE EGG
STAND, TALL, UNKNOWN, UNCLIMBED
THE TOWER.
MUST YOU CLIMB ? MUST YOU FORSAKE
ALL THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN,
TO ENTER THE BLACK TEMPLE ?
YOU MUST, FOR TO CHANGE THIS WORLD
EVERYTHING MUST BE LOST,
SO THAT EVERYTHING CAN BE GAINED.
YOU KNOW THIS DEEP INSIDE AND HAVE KNOWN IT FOR YEARS.
YOUR ENTIRE LIFE YOU HAVE SWORE
THAT ONE DAY, THIS LAND SHALL HOLD STILL
IN PEACE
WITHOUT PLAGUE AND ILLNESS
POVERTY OR WAR.
EVERYTHING PRECIOUS TO YOU
MUST BE LOST, TO THEN BE GAINED.
AND SO YOU ENTER.
