• "As my eyes close, I see two thrones
    One with angels their beauty a splendor
    But they transform into banshees torn asunder
    And back as if to play tricks on the mind
    The other surrounded by cobras and vipers
    Serpents that hiss and slither
    While two lions pace to and fro'
    Left and right with growls deep in their throats"

    My eyes once closed to darkness
    And now they close to harness
    The sight of two thrones
    Signing above two hills of bones
    One is lit by a grand light
    But the other darkened
    As if hiding such a blight

    Death is in my ears
    As so I hear
    Screams and wails
    From all around
    And yet the screams
    Seem to come from silence
    As if my ears are deafened
    And still trying to hear

    A voice calls to me
    Deep and light it seems to be
    As if two people speaking at once
    The deep male voice chills my soul
    The light female voice makes me whole

    I still feel the draft-less breath
    And I watch as both figures move as one
    I struggled to recall what lore
    I have heard this from
    But the voices confirm this for me
    They speak of something from a dream

    "You are Relak the Mesothelian. Go now and bring forth my legion."