Locked away in millennial slumber
We dreamed again of the glorious days
In golden halls of apotheosis.
The conqueror shall return the old ways,
And they shall kneel and sing the songs of praise.
All hail the first emperor
Of the great empire that would never fall!
Exalted among men, long may he reign.
We who on wintry mountains once stood tall,
‘Neath the earth now, humbly await his call.
For centuries, we stood still in silence.
Curtains of darkness were the only light,
Behind the shut gates of the mausoleum.
Sealed in the abyss, not a soul in sight-
One strange voice rides on lonesome winds at night.
Silhouette of a stranger on the wall
Brings forth a light that would perish all.
Eyes on the throne of our supreme lord,
He sees not of the shadows of his steps.
Come forward, stranger who shall meet our swords.
Lied forgotten, but we will not forget.
We are the guardians of the emperor,
On war chariots, in both life and death.
Tread lightly, trespasser, to where you enter,
For this journey you should not have ventured.
Hark now, careless wanderer, eyes greed-blinded,
Who seeks to steal the treasures of our prime,
And slither away from our anger,
Thief, you have awaken the dragon’s sleep,
You have reached the point of no turning back.
You have brought corruption to the holy place.
Our master stirs, and commands us in rage.
We shall stop at nothing to cast his vengeance
Upon foul men and free him from his cage.
Witness the destruction and dawn of the new age.
The intruder lies quietly on the ground.
From the ancient times, foes who crossed his path,
We promised to leave none of them unscathed.
He who commits this unforgiving crime,
Is bound to taste the dragon’s wrath.
Do not look into the abyss,
Or may the abyss look back at you.
We once rose as a great empire of might,
Now we rest under the light.
We shall rest no more, and linger no more.
Rise, Legion of the afterlife!
We have waited.
We have weathered.
We have endured.
We have slept.
We have dreamt.
We have awaken.
I wrote this piece for my high school literature class Christmas homework, which was an entry for a writing contest. The theme was... the Modern Terra Cotta soldiers?