Poetic Suggestions

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Titan Quest Omen

The ancient Ones
Emerge and Run
In chaos' full eruption
An evil band
In every land
Delighting and destruction

What seems shapeless
Formless and faceless
Their Great One is releasing
So to enslave
Both God and Knave
Their sorrows thus increasing

Who is man
To stay the land
Of those the Gods can't better?
And a hero yet
Takes the bet
To break the evil's fetter

Three lights of hope
To help you cope
One south, in sand and wonder
One to the east
Deafeat the beast
And tear their plan asunder

The final light
Will mark the fight
Where you must face your fear
A door ajar
You travel far
And yet you find it near