Dispossessed - Iron Age

The Arcana has led me farther, for if I’m left

To wander then I’ll roam

I’m taken too long for return, the

Knowledge in these words is mine alone

Once below, now beyond

Ascending in time

The entrance I seek

Is the Hidden Divine

Towers of untold height are anchored

In the sign of hell beneath

If I ignore them, they will pass. Dispossessed

By all I used to need

Once below, now beyond

Ascending in time

The entrance I seek

Is the Hidden Devine, I wait for the name…

A badland home where death won’t come

Doubt becomes religion

The veiled truth is my plague

The Lord of my own rapture

The thirst is my penance

I drink from the Cup

The Lord of my own rapture