Reflections of the Arcane - Colossus

As evening light dimming down its golden glow

Shadows growing longer on the desert floor

The canopy is wide and open staring down with burning eyes

Mysterious forces creeping under my hide

Funny figures flit

dancing on your retina

Flickering in the flooding light

Dark contours contort

Shapeless shadows vanishing

Patterns praying in your mind

White foam froths

Ripples on the silver chord

Echoing in the cutting cold

Black steam blow

Fumes are flowing endlessly

Golden challice crumbeling

Loosing sense of space and time

I feel the voices showing

Dormant senses in my body lets me see

Sights of the worlds beyond me opens

Memories of times before awoken