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The sigil burns to light the unseen path

Leading to eternal wrath

I rise beyond the moon, ancient moon

Piercing silence of the withered rune

Through darkness I follow

Your abandoned path

Through your order I walk

Towards the absence of light

I call upon Lord Buer to awaken and rise

Upon this tomb, I rise my chalice

Still statues gaze, filled with malice

Engulfed in stone, their eyes burn white

As a chant is spoken to crush their light

Lord Buer, blacken the skies!