Rising From The Past, My Shadow Is

I Know Beginnings, I Know Endings Too, And Life-in-death, And Something Else I'd Rather Not Recall Just Now.

There Is A Sacred, Secret Line In Loving Which Attraction And Even Passion Cannot Cross.

I Am Not One Of Those Who Left The Land To The Mercy Of Its Enemies. Their Flattery Leaves Me Cold, My Songs Are Not For Them To Praise.

No, Not Under The Vault Of Another Sky, Not Under The Shelter Of Other Wings. I Was With My People Then, There Where My People Were Doomed To Be.

All Has Been Looted, Betrayed, Sold; Black Death's Wing Flashed Ahead.