I forged a tower amongst the gods,
left to the cold, one time forgot.
I closed its doors and cast a spell,
left the key in infernal hell.

I built its walls so long ago,
built it strong of unyielding stone.
I built it tall so none could scale,
built it solid and built it well.

I fortified it with tempered steel,
and within its walls forever sealed…
My heart so tainted and full of pain,
to rest in slumber for all its days.

I built it on the highest peak,
built it in the heavens, so to speak.
I built in a place that none may dwell,
built it strong and built it well.

The roof I carved from dragon’s bone,
their deaths something for which I still atone.
The doors locked with gate and key,
shut forever, for eternity.

I built it with a heavy heart,
built it strong and built it smart.
I built it from the blackest shell,
built it safe and built it well.

To protect something so dear to me,
I vowed that I would never set it free.
It had been damaged in the past,
so I built this tower to forever last.

But something that I did not foresee,
something that had blinded me.
The foundation lay upon your very skin,
and with every breath, you seep right in.