No one has ever met the great divine.
You must not take this as a mild
Task. He has been alive since the start of time.
When I was assigned to this at first I smiled.
But since then I have seen too much blood.
This type of life is very hard to sustain.
It’s long since I’ve seen such an earthly thing as mud.
It is my duty to set my brain
To always be ready for an attack.
Behind my station there is a lock
That cannot be opened even by black
magic. The key lies in an ominous black box.
It can only to opened by a tear,
but still I will never find myself in the clear.