Astride the banks of the great river
A scavenger born anew amid the current
Always in my heart I carry the spirit of the silent seas
Guided not by my hand nor the grievous eye
I am unalterable, a traveller of the stars
Fleshclad one before the lathe
In servitude to the vault of unuttered bindings
I shall remain unrewarded
Once driven out now eternal
O firmament, o emerald, interloper, I contest thee
So I draw upon the earth the great sigils of the unblessed
For I beseech thee constellate the unknown divergent canopies
In servitude
I am the blood of the earth, I am the spoils
I am the riven stone, I am the prize
I am the timeless sands
I am unalterable, a traveller of the stars
I shall remain, before the lathe
In servitude, in labour's end
I shall remain