Fall of Ages

Time binds Forever
The ages swirl round
While Kings fall, their sons wane
And their tapestries topple after;
The gods closely bound.

The Brothers Friable
Sway and scrape the starry ground
Rippling through Hell's tide,
The cries grasp Heaven too,
Death evermore profound.

Life towers in their place
The monolith of death redounds
An ephemeral bliss,
The sweet whimper of pain,
And dying without a sound.

Time's bound Forever
This age is swirling round
The Kings have died, their son's waned,
Our tapestries lie alone;
And the gods're falling down.