Upon the peak of the black mountain, 

I raise my head to the constellations.. 

Lonely, the height of the true King, 

With all this world before me.. Though highborn knights have sought thee, 

I have journeyed unto shadow--- 

Only to find my throne, 

Of grand isolation... 

And further Nightward still, 

Into the whir of this black energy.. 

The breath leaveth my body, 

And I shed mortality.. 

What lie below me now, 

Is but a dim and distant dream.. 

I shake the dust of centuries, 

And reap the sky with open wings.. 

Upon the peak of the black mountain, 

I raise my head to the constellations.. 

Lonely, the flight of the true King, 

With all this world beneath me.. 

Though highborn knights have sought thee, 

I have journeyed unto shadow--- 

Only to find my throne, 

Of grand isolation...