Two travelers traverse sienna sands
Along a path unwalked since God gave in
Sharp grains have torn the soft trespassers' hands
Maroon abrasions balm uncovered skin

The tree appears like lightning in the night
A black gash cut from dune and pale sky
So dark it seems to capture all the light
And suck the colour in from earth nearby

As they approach, the younger's drifting back
So disconcerted by the silent shrine
An evil surely burns within the black
The elder's heart is blinded to the signs

He reaches out to grip the ebon void
Burn air, strip seas, and leave it all destroyed