Reflections of the Arcane-Colossus

Reflections of the Arcane - Colossus As evening light dimming down its golden glow Shadows growing longer on the desert floor The canopy is wide and open staring down with burning eyes Mysterious forces creeping under my hide Funny figures flit dancing on your retina Flickering in the flooding light Dark contours contort Shapeless shadows vanishing Patterns praying in your mind White foam froths Ripples on the silver chord Echoing in the cutting cold Black steam blow Fumes are flowing endlessly Golden challice crumbeling Loosing sense of space and time I feel the voices showing Dormant senses in my body lets me see Sights of the worlds beyond me opens Memories of times before awoken