So help me God. For these wretched thoughts, Are not bound by the joys of life, By the wonders of the world, Or the salvation of the people of Gnara.
As Wryth and I have evolved into men,
Gnara has chosen Wryth time and again. Alton’s legacy is not mine to bear.
For I shall pave my own in time, Outside the walls of Stonegate. I shall raise an army of my own, Outside the walls.
Outside the walls lays a reign to hold. Before I leave the city of Gnara, I shall visit the Tree of Quaytra. To set it ablaze and watch it burn.
These whispers of ruin will one day be sung, For they are of a trained tongue, This voice decrees end to the Nayan throne.
What is life without family, without love? My journey afar will reconcile the two.
I will not be exiled forever, For I shall one day return, To the bailey of Gnara. To set it ablaze and watch it burn.
These whispers of ruin will one day be sung, For they are of a trained tongue, This voice decrees end to the Nayan throne.
To the highest peak in the East, My odyssey shall beckon the call of the deceased.
These whispers of ruin will one day be sung, For they are of a trained tongue, This voice decrees end to the Nayan throne.
My calling has been answered, To the East I flee. For I have always felt bound, As a half-dead I shall be set free.
Free, Set me free to the East!
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