A Dream of Wilderness

In the days of yore, the spirits roamed the Earth and sky

Teeming with meaning, the world of gods and magic rites

Then knowledge gave laws to all, as well as means to rule

Creatures divided into masters and soulless tools

Disavowing the alters of shrines built by human hand

This is where we take shelter

In a dream of wild homeland

They go their won way under the aegis of an alliance

Behind the ruthless struggle

A fable of beastly choirs

Dive in the woods, the ivy is starting to coil

'Round your feet, rising up from the soil

Out of time, in this liminal space

One must get lost to discover unknown ways

We are there on the edge

Of an ontological shift, lingering on the threshold

To release or to tighten the grip on the wonders we behold

Or shall we now drain the sea?

To find something left to dig up underneath

Grieve because never the world will be enchanted again

Two lost paths clearing a third, one last nostalgic lament

The conquering lords have reigned

The gods and magic are dead

Rejoice because what remains is a whole new tale to tell