"...across a blackened sea we cut in flight, towards the Gate of Hercules...
Ahead was night, such onyx waters mirror flat and non reflecting
Aye... we sailed blindly and the wordl's end followed behind

Roaring, splitting, breaking, devoming hope, extingwishung light
For ok..what treasure we stole: rainbiw gems, prism stone, stardust, diamond white
That deed cries equal sacrifice, nothing less than the naked life

Suckeddown the pits everlasting night where once bold heroes solemnly, slept
Egyptian, roman, easthaginian, greek... away with the riches, off and overboard!
The bait of greed... for this death is not the fate we seek! As I look up in agony

No sky I see... nut high in the sopes with a ghostly, glow fire blooms
That's when I'll know... another knot. amother length, the Gate has been passed
...elmsfire have come at last!"