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It open the gate to reveal

A darkened cold landscape

Shadows of those who once lived

Pass straight through the seeker

Over meadows and hills clad in grey

It follows a strange feeling

Over bridges and through hallways

In dark it strides on determined

In these realms where all is dead

There is something to be found

A source of meaning that is alive

It feels in its soul

The journey is long, it is hard

The dead world unfolds its horrors

But the Ramrod refuses to rest

Refuses to be defeated

It feels that the hole in its chest

Is calling out for something

A connection begins to emerge

It sees a structure before it

A labyrinth temple

With statues of men bearing fire

A test of the spirit

To see if it's worthy to pass

It lowers its horned head

And charges straight through the walls

To the inner chamber of steel

Inside the black, steel casket

The source of his strife lies gleaming

A living flame of black fire

The rod picks it up in awe

And puts it inside its chest

And feels the whole world transforming

Suddenly everything is clear

It knows all there is to know

It leaves the ruined temple

It has all the keys to return

A rage starts building inside

Now is the time for vengeance

Then from the dark skies above

A figure swoops down in silence

A skeleton draped in a robe

With glowing eyes and a scythe