We feel their hold and feed on their power, addicted to the subjugation offered,
We are the prisoners and wardens of their mighty dungeon in which we suffer.
Their chains seep into our bones and to their fangs open the path to our hearts
We who know of their secret can do nothing for from the seals we cannot part.
But soon we shall be released free to roam our eternal fates
and with joy we will enter absolution and its glorious gates.
-Andrew senior
Elegy's Overture 