Hope is lost to us

Our cities fade away

Abandoned they wept

Without the magic of the frey

And for what is left

For the rest left to decay

Wallowing endlessly

As the Ashes burn away

The curse creeps gently

It festers everyday

Behold the end of us!

YOU WILL PAY!

Towers burn away

As they Crumble into rust

Blighted our people lay

As their bodies turn to dust

Hollowed Souls are screaming

As their Burning in their graves

Floating down the river

As our Faith is washed away

Blessed was the chosen

For the light is gone today

Behold the end of us

YOU WILL PAY!