What direction shall I take?

Which way shall I go?

For one road leads up,

the other leads below.

I twist and I turn

And I scramble about,

While enemies draw closer

And friends start to doubt.

My kind is extinct,

my journey is short,

the longer I stay awake,

the the weaker the fort.

The end times are coming

the fighting draws near

I see every move,

 it's all crystal clear.

The moons will come first,

the stars realign

the the sun will go dark

the earth's maw to dine.

I ride with my kin,

the last charge to battle

the wind in the trees

the leaves start to rattle.

The Three are awake,

the Three are alive

the world is at stake,

the Three will survive.

A creed at the end,

a doom at the start,

I am the gate,

the THREE are the heart.

When darkness lies deepest,

when blackness will dawn,

when council is weakest,

when truth is the con,

The three will be rising,

beneath the red moon,

while black sun is dying,

we come then at noon.

We fight while our lives last,

we fight 'till the end,

the doom that the wise cast,

for our paths to bend.

Any who read these words,

Heed what they say!

For pity the folly of those

Who get in the way.