they're gonna eat me alive.
Bone of a straggling beast, spire,
crimson crystal, disc of steel, when
the wind shifts, and the emptiness ceases,
let the clash of lances resonate through
the relinquished castle.
Ye Lord, mask of blood and flesh, all
creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears
the name of Man, inferno and pandemonium,
The sea barrier surges, march on to the south!