Darkness dresses the skies tonight
The crescent moon sits on its throne
The pale clouds travel from shores unseen
To meet their eternal king
Standing by the running river
Hearing the sad song it whispers
Spirits of the night come close to me and accompany
This moonlit dream I sing
But all now hear my words
Cause a wind from the North
Carries a message of woe and tears
From the Laketown’s folk
Bow to the Silver King and listen to what he says:
Fire and water will become one
And an arrow will dethrone the evil one
Darkness dresses the skies tonight
The river’s song will soon end
The shining stars are mirroring on its water
But a shadow takes their place
Lakemen, beware the dragon’s wrath
Death, for the ones who cross his path… (x2)

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