Echoes of the Past

I. Lloka’e Tu’auel, Alte Leheual "Its emergence came with crashing waves A great being from an Abyssal Sea Towering over all, tirelessly moving Towards a destination unknown to us As It is the Keeper of Ages We shall be Its humble Scribes Charting the history of the world To be Enlightened, or taken by Death" Fi’ain pau kouolki fihut alti fe'ei (How I weathered this lonely decade) ‘Elhuk selti alte llokeis (An ever-vigilant, guiding star) Auetik ka’ai fokuot — sullai (My once bright eyes, now dark) Auetik mellafai Fokuko — metie (The once prophetic Eyes, now nil) "Underneath these six cold stars The Eyes of the Heavens Remnants of that great Cataclysm Perhaps echoes of that time remain As It is the Observer of Stars We shall be Its Astrologers Charting the motions of the sky To be Enlightened, or taken by Death" II. Ed Cieras Creda Born under the sign of the All-Knowing A name bespoken and wreathed in reverence Obtaining knowledge yet unknown by men Weaponized for the conquest and death of many Climbing the great mountains Hoping to reach the realm of the gods above To see and know all underneath the vast sky To breathe the breath of the ancients at last Empowered soldiers Paving the way For further expansion Great Legates marching on Supreme Fifth A hero to many Decorated and renowned Yet cold as the howling tundra Conscripted soldiers Taken away From Beloveds back at home People lost to slums below Sublime Fourth A hero to his men Dead with little renown His warmth lost to time Despite this, the search must continue The quest for apotheosis cannot cease Our ascension will be complete This divine gift serves such a purpose Born under the sign of the Watchful Eye A name bespoken and wreathed in gold Thrust into the gutter to feast with the rats Witnessing the suffering and death of kin Climbing the great terraces Hoping to touch the hems of those above To breathe the air that touches the vast sky To see verdant ornaments adorning high walls at last III. To Sima Semu’ul o Kuakul "Their emergence came with crashing waves Seventeen beings from an Abyssal Sea Their convergence comes with a reordering A great reshaping of the world The Great Ones in all, the One Great to remain At this destination in the Lands of Death" And yet, the memories flood back An omen of a lingering Death This haunting, sickening feeling Of a terrible purpose Despite this, I will face my fate I know not what yet will come to pass But I know that time will not cease turning Fate is sure to have yet more plans