Speak to the heart with burrowing things

The burrowing things will strengthen the heart

You, ab-Xol, you teach the new flesh out of the old

Xol issued you to eat us

The new flesh will be testament

O Eir, decree the shape of this new thing

Judge its testament to the last truth

This new shape is Golgoroth


Crota rose to petition

Father, cut the shapes into a tablet

Give me the tablet

I will bear it in battle

And tithe one side of my sword to you


Oryx cut the shapes into a tablet

But he guarded the shapes

He set the tablet in Golgoroth

Where the new flesh grew as Eir decreed it


Like ice on a stone he rebuked Crota,

From the temples of his son, from the left of his blade

in battle, he demanded

tithings of violence

To Oryx, the First Navigator, who directed the movements

of great masses