Until the end, the end of days
We shall leave the weak behind
Those of strength shall suffer none
Our pride and will shall remain our guide

No man could possess the strength
No student of faith could comprehend
The ancient, and unending will
Of stone and the stars in the sky

I look down upon those on their knees
Those who journey to a distant land
Their Zion
Their Holy Land
Shall burn with the flesh of their fathers and children
Rot and burn

From absence and into absence