out of the dark into the light in the dawn of terrestrial birth new born yet older than time conceived in the depths of the earth though strange lay the waters from which they emerged they glanced upon the world as their own yet deep in their hearts they knew all the time that this was not really their home so they rode on yes they rode on on hidden roads through barren wastelands untrodden by both man and beast from the distance their fire was gleaming like a lamp amidst dark eternity a bitter moon hovered above them the night lit sole by its glow from high in a sky of ominous dye in which dark clouds drifted slow so they rode on yes they rode on they rode with shut eyes as the sun rose regardless of earth s vanity but with wide open eyes they paced the night and pondered its mysteries they sat at the crossroads with high and with low yet neither could alter their course riches were offered unto them yet indifferent and without remorse they rode on yes they rode on  and each lonely vagrant that crossed their path felt how his heart grew cold yet be marvelled at their scarred faces so beautiful distant and old some say they ve heard them singing in strange tongues of melancholy of the gods of the night and of glory of the dead and their memory oh they rode on yes they rode on say goodbye to the light come twilight come dark night say goodbye to the light come twilight come dark night could you have rode there with them would you have joined their march or would you have them ride on away into the dark would you have been able to let go of illusions of right and of wrong and if they came to die would you have rode on 3