The Chronomancer I: Hubris

Feigned exultation's in the court of autarch Proclaiming heresies sublime Sought by his enemies with lethal fascination Self-styled traveler in time He has learned forbidden wisdom Not meant to be known His skin became a prison Where suffers his soul Within the chamber buried deep below Was wrought the means of his escape Across the aether the other one must go To sleep until that distant day Across the aether one must go To meet her fate The other buried deep below As he awaits Arcane science of temporal exploration Known to no one of his kind Immortality through artificial transformation To rule a world that soon will die --- The Chronomancer I: Hubris - The Sword