Fading to grey
As I turn to face the New Sun
Clasp my heart
As I look for every crumb
Of light that comes in
As it beams in
I lift my sword to the heavens
I close my eyes and I kneel
I bequeath all my possessions
Now all shall be concealed
Crawling away as the giants destroy the New Sun
Running away from a fate that befalls everyone
The power within
Oozes through my skin
Salvation's on the horizon
Or is it a mere slight of hand?
And like the song of a siren
The Citadel draws me in