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!