Commencement: Ouodo`s Lamentation Of Stratagem

A revelation of artifice

Vision impaired by the essence of Tya

I've discovered her little secret

Ensconcement overturned

Over the plains

A tornado touches down

My pain is more fierce

Than at any time ever before

Blood trickles to the floor

Solicitude attempts to take me away

But my paroxysmic storm

May not reach its wake

The existence of time and space mediums

Presents no sign of hope

I've taken her down

The wind is my eternally tormented existence

A disturbance leads to the irrational - I hate you

Time lost capsizes the train of thought - How could you do this to me

Amemnon calling, a search beyond - liar, usurper, traitor, hater

This woman has broken a sacred bond

My condolences, master, I know my responsibility to remove the stones

Although I believed... I can't stop now, the wind has turned into fire

A tear drips down my chin

My head lies sunken in my hands

What have I done

What have I done, she's not breathing

The whites of those eyes watching me

A smile on her wretched face

A cackle I hear echoes above

She died laughing at me

With whom it was I'm certain

And now, I must flee

But the winds blow on

Confused and alone I watched the rain fall

Coagulation, my hands black

Preparations must be made: for the loophole.