Tara Lyrics

Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
Booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is
Ioldánach's Accepted Wisdom in Prefaced Tense;
In the great strategy of bout, there will be three thousand score
They will do as they see fit
They are neither younger nor older
Than them, in their klans;
A triumph declared: three tyrants will conquer
Surmounting for undying candor
As one and three will stand as one;
Their swords blemish with crimson clots
That's a great honor, killing one by one, and
"A GREAT INCENTIVE," according to them
If they go to where the king is killed, then
They will compose (he shall decompose)-
They will compile a final victory for his fortitude
Posed within his mind