I'm lying here
Rotting in the dark
The ancient of chaos
The corpse god.

Transfixed by these magical stakes
My own power used to seal my fate
I groan as my blood pumps from these grievous wounds
Wishing that my death swiftly strikes soon.

My wardenship has ended
My prisoners have revolted
Smashing aside their ancient chains
And imprisoning me in these walls of pain.

But hope yet remains
For a champion has stepped forward
A light in the age of darkness
She who will destroy the foulness.

The board is set
And the pieces are moving
I hope my gamble will work
And my vigil end

And so my waiting continues
A battle to fight of death for just another day
I lay here sobbing in the darkness
The ancient of chaos
The corpse god
Soon to be just a corpse.