Bound
There will be a reason
I call to you this day.
You’re fate entwined
with infernal offerings,
summons me to this cause.
Could you relent to me?
Would you dare to give the answer?
Would I understand the question?
The shroud remains sewn.
The Thirteenth Cycle deemed it so;
His act was written.
I’ve gazed in His direction.
He adverted me to you.
I know his will.
He cares not of my sacrifice.
For one day,
I shall come to know.
