Farseeing
Frequently I stretch my sight
Far across the land
The mighty Vashnars soaring heights
And the Ithmia so broad
To continents on other shores
Where secret rooms await.
O! where has the soaring owl flown
To see throughout the land
What mortal eyes fail to find
Perhaps my goddess can.
I see cities fare and far
Enorian, Spires touch the sky
Delos, Ashtan, Tasur'ke
Bloodloch and the narrow way
Moghedu, then the Aalen
Where lovers met their fate
Perhaps the forest full of rain
Or the valley of the Dun.
O! where has the soaring owl flown
To see throughout the land
What mortal eyes fail to find
Perhaps my goddess can.
To Djeir where the puppets play
So lovely is the park
The forest keeps it secret still
Don't venture in the dark
To castles tucked in mystery
The Morgan tells no tales
The ancient Queen has left her throne
Who against the light assails?
O! where has the soaring owl flown
To see throughout the land
What mortal eyes fail to find
Perhaps my goddess can.
The deep abyss beckons those
Who seek but never find
In Moghedu I roamed long ago
And frolicked in the mines
Amid the dunes of whirling winds
The rock is etched in thorns
Honour, Glory Darkness gone
Yet winged riders soar above
O! where has the soaring owl flown
To see throughout the land
What mortal eyes fail to find
Perhaps my goddess can.
Still my two eyes seek but find
Not what I am looking for.
So beside the rock etched in thorns
The swirling silver amid the blue
Wavers though now it sees
Honour, Glory, Darkness having fled.
Still, I farsee for a love
Though naught but darkness see.
O! where has the soaring owl flown
To see throughout the land
What my mortal eyes fail to find
Perhaps my goddess can.
- Penned by Aioneon Bourne.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Slyphian, in the year 157 MA.