Here standeth I
Mighty and unbreakable
My shadow is the darkness, of this land
All folk fear me
My windows are few
Shining with the power, of uncountable ages
Within me happen all
Magic spells are cast
All power dwelleth in me
I am the doom of all
For I hosteth him, that created, destiny and reality
He that travel, in time and space
Walking the paths, of life and death's twillight
He that once, left his heart, in this land,
He that once, entered the iron gates, of me
He leaves never but seldom,
his chambers within
Perhaps now, his mind broods and plotts, unsaid dark thoughts
Or perchance he is only sad?