James Gale

Beware the gods of old,
Lurking in the shadows,
Patiently biding time
Till the prophecy unfolds.

They might be long forgotten,
But their power still grows,
Longing for the time
Their dark plot takes hold.

Aeons ago they ruled these realms,
And soon once more,
Vengeance is upon those
Who have forgotten their lore.

Be wary, dear stranger,
That you are not in their way,
Pray for their forgiveness
When they view anew
The light of day.