Oak - Aether Realm

The color drained from life

A crushing hopeless mist

I’m standing at the edge of the abyss

Possessor of ancient might

Knower of the ancient light

You’ve given but not received

A rope and a branch are all I need

Possessor of ancient might

Knower of the ancient light

You’ve given but not received

Will you bestow these gifts on me

As I climb closer toward

My sweet untimely end

My thoughts, they wander as I ascend

My future is written in blood

As I turn my gaze to the stars

One last look at the world I loved

Perched upon the brink with the noose around my neck

I’ve made my choice, I won’t look back

And yet I’m somehow called to wait

Perched upon the brink with the rope around my neck

But a force unseen commands look back

I see what I have left to give

As I climb closer toward

My sweet untimely end

My thoughts, they wander as I ascend

What the future holds for me

As I turn my gaze to the sky

One last look at the world I love

And I break from the embrace of the oak

Possessor of ancient might

Knower of the ancient light

You’ve given but not received

Why would you bestow these gifts on me

Possessor of ancient might

You’ve looked to the ancient skies

Instilling a hope in me