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Buried in the heart of those who share and cherish our belief

A part of me impetuous as I languish

Is there nothing left for those who have faith but vain

Glory as they force me to companion with my worst enemy: denial

Like javelins that transpierce my soul

Thrown from afar...afar

And yet I speak the truth...and yet I speak the truth

I shall only worship and serve he who carries the Flame and the Lightning

And his name is known to all who believe the ancient tales

When he returns I shall lead thy armies into victory

And the day of his return is close

Impassable are the amber runes - the woods of the west murmur his names

Impassable are the amber runes - Seething Winds speak of his rebirth

Impassable are the amber runes - tell of the Well's reviving

Impassable are the amber runes - magicians smell the air changing

Impassable are the amber runes - deep in the marble weiliaon heats