days have fallen by night and eve .there the deaden king aeglimier arise to the conquered and I.
I know my fate .a follower of lokmir and worshiper of the one I shall not name .a forgotten sect .

I notice leaves burn upon the haunted hill .
there the statue of altaire comes to life once more .
my beloved I've not forgotten in days of worship over me .
your face bears the mark .and so I remember the dawn and the months of december .
whether I sleep or dream I do not care or remember .for there the story unfolds .of are life before the eves of november .
I know our fate and it doesnt end here .go forth latrius bear the sword of fate .for there ly kastious undying upon are night of eve .
the cities burn and so forth .
and there the tyrant dragon of forgotten lords arose .
I called upon...