Ballad 243 or The Eclipse of the Beginning and the Throne of the End, a prophecy of Edolom the Wise
When the gleaming sun rises from afar
And our moon collided with that sun star,
By the time light and darkness become one
The sword will gleam its might to ev'ryone,
The king's betrothed queen will bring forth he
Who will liberate the kingdom from He.
For the boy is he who'll vanquish mayhem,
Through fire and flames, he will soar to free them,
But along comes darkness that will recur…
Sat on a chair of satin and amber…
He'll rise from within when nights are weary;
He'll resurrect forth when times grew heavy;
He'll be inside him commanding his head,
With his weakening spirit, he'll be fed.
Though when the silence of the evening rise,
The boy will pierce the ruler and his eyes.
Darkness shall bow before him
forever.
Darkness shall fall on his wake
forever.