Cerulean Eclipse - Vale of Pnath

A hideous glow in the cerulean sky

A messenger;

evil forebodes this dim twilight

A world for the soulless, callous, vacant lives

A void that God forgot, a gift to the sleeping mind

He walks alone and the feral walk with him

A solemn presence unaware and an absent requiem

He despises those who suffer;

those who are awake

This land shall remain in slumber;

souls for him to take a nightmare in the

devil’s name

Now lost, they shall be lost forever

The lost will roam this wasteland

For what they seek cannot be found

There is no solace here

No hope from this forsaken, sour ground

This he knows;

one fleeting thought

That at this moment he is naught

Never redeemed;

Forever they rest

Forever their sleep;

An infinite eclipse

Cursed is this silent world

A dream that has no end

Abandoned in the nil

Omitted from the blessed

Woe this gift to the sleeping mind

A feast for the ethereal

Paradise for the specters

An obscurity left in silence

Woe this gift to the sleeping mind

A feast for the ethereal

Eternally imprisoned in this barren illusion

Cognizance left a ghost

Forever they shall sleep

A paradise for the specters

An obscurity left in silence

Forever they shall sleep