There are things that

Remain immortal in

Our minds

Conflict divinity and

Another way to

Find

They are the forces that

Drive us on giving solace

And strength when all

Else has gone

Nations come and

Nations fall

But

Throughout remains

Nature strong and true

She picks those few

Whom her splendour

Likes

Places them in a time

And space that

She deems right

Just before she wipes

The slate clean

Removing from her

Soul all that has been

Cleansing her self of those

Parasites for we have

Grown

Mighty in the darkness

Of the nights