There will be a reason

I call to you this day.

You're fate entwined

with infernal offerings,

summons me to this cause.

 

Could you relent to me?

Would you dare to give the answer? 

Would I understand the question?

 

The shroud remains sewn.

The Thirteenth Cycle deemed it so;

His act was written.

 

I’ve gazed in His direction.

He adverted me to you.

I know his will.

He cares not of my sacrifice.

For one day,

I shall come to know.