The Fiction We Live

The Chosen One https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wk0bRElYuXk

The Epitath of Twilight
Yet to return, the shadowed one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon
Rumbles the Dark Hearth,
And Helba, Queen of the Dark,
has raised finally her army.
Apeiron, King of Light beckons.
At the base of the rainbow do they meet
Against the abominable Wave,
together they fight.
Alba's lake boils.
Light's great tree doth fall.
Power- now all to droplets turned
in the temple of Arche Koeln.
Returns to nothing,
this world of shadowless ones.
Never to return, the shadowed one,
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon.

Our Pizza Boy, Who art in closet
Dwight be Thy Name;
Thy trapper come,
Thy camping be done,
on hooks as it is in basement.
Give us this day our daily ritual,
and forgive us our exploits,
as we forgive those who exploit against us;
and lead us not onto hooks,
but deliver us to exit gates. Amen.