Oraculum - Elvellon

Responsible for life and time

The clock ticks calm but straight

It’s winded up by fate itself

To lead all things as set

Dreams sprout tall so beautiful

To wither and fall off

Old and dusty, creaky and rough

This clockwork will not rest

Gone and banned from home again

The riddles answer in my hand

Forsaken but this way ends just with the life of mine

A path as long as burdensome

To find my salvation

From haunting questions, disillusions

Fears, that veil my mind

Acting like a blinded sage

But feeling like a child

My eyes set to the horizon

Searching for my fate

Only one question will be in the end

Eternal silence or pure perfection?