The Sentry

Eyes... on the domain of death

Watching from afar the lowest place of the underworld Keeping the dark abode of the earth

Wise, the sentry sees and hears what others do not perceive Clear-sighted, prophetic, the omen of the twilight rises to recall the truth

And decipher the warnings of fate

Watching from afar the lowest place of the underworld Keeping the dark abode of the earth... Silent flight Ominous, its cry foreshadows war and disorder Storm, flood, heralding death to come Here comes the eagle of the night One can hear its silent flight Glowing with its golden eyes The sentry... holds a wake for those who died Storm, flood, heralding death to come Elegiac chant leading the soul to grief White deadly dress stained with the blood of the weak Haunting the caves, standing on the graves Bringing wealth only to the brave

Solitary and restrained with its gaze piercing the obscurity Whose flyover is considered for some as an omen of victory

Heralding death to come! Ravenous spree... tearing bowels and flesh Is there something better than getting drunk with their blood? Good-for-nothing, banished to the night-time hours Keeping the dark abode of the earth Heralding death to come!