The Encounter (Fractal Gates)

Upsetting falling Force Under unusual overcast skies Fearfully your eyes follow the oddness Disappearing behind menacing hills Silently approaching Feeling your quivering heart Four emerging shapes from the mist Your trembling gaze they contemplate Why are you there In your paralyzed self And the reason you lay amongst Them Shall the blood flowing through Their sorceries be yours ? Reborn in this lie Bewitching vanishing force And now you believe in God