The Dark Messiah

Ten centuries shall the fortress stand
Walls of spirit wrapped in walls of fire
And horned lords shall bow their heads
To one not yet born, of the darkest sire

One century of blood and strife
The moon shall darken and none know why
The resting place at last is found
Of the Seventh who soared so high

Last daughter of a forlorn line
Shall guide him into history
Beneath the crypts prophecies clash
The war of ancient enemies

~ by Vesper Starr on February 3, 2008.