The sadness it still lingers here and on
Kaleidoscopic views colliding, melding into one
Solid mass
And the mighty earth itself would cringe before the final catch
And Good and Evil would have found their match
In a golden dragon's gaping maw
In a golden dragon's ever-gaping maw
----By far smaller are the empty causes now

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Khepary, in the year 155 MA.