Cold are these senescent walls
Within these learned halls
A fortress of knowledge and truth
The echoes of my past lives ring louder
It's time now to join their numbers
Uphold the oath my masters swore
Fleeting and fragile beliefs
Cast my soul in to the void of time
Whispers in the dark reach out to me
Unravelling secrets beneath
Hark these ancient ghosts
Speak the words we've bestowed unto thee
Cast your gaze beyond the prize you seek
One will invoked
A thousand minds in an unending sea
Truth has gifted us eternity
Alone tolls the bells in the night
A wondrous age-old rite
Entwined with the core and to be
An arcanist monk that guards these scriptures
But I feel the questions burning
A powerful urge to know the truth
Breaking the shackles of lore
I search for answers in the depth below
Whispers in the dark reach out to me
Calling from my dreams
Answers that have long remind concealed
Shall finally bow be revealed
[Solo: McNeil, Farmer]
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