Titan Loüm -

Loüm the giant black obelisk stands before me

Nothing left behind, nowhere but forward

No way to go forward but up, up

The mighty wall seems to touch the sky

There’s no way around, or stay and die

The forces behind me are drawing ever closer

No choice left, I must climb the ancient black monolith

Climbing, climbing, ever higher

Foothold by small foothold

Careful not to fall from the growing heights

Making haste to escape what lies below

Feeling the presence of evil nearing its way toward me

Ascending the titan Loüm is the only path to sanctuary

Half-awake, half-dead, exhausted and half-crazed

Has this crossing been hours or has it been days?

Hungry, tired, in a trance, yet I must push on

With bloody hands and feet and knees I near the crest of Loüm

As this odyssey nears its close I fear what lies beyond