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Meeting of shields on the fourth year

Secreted liege, cryptic and dark

Veiled in their guise, keeping unclear

Titles and jewels, bearing no weight on the

Motives and schemes, covert plotting

Twisting the fates of unlucky lives

Sands of the glass, slowly watching

Tracking the grains of methodized destiny

Now forming their plans

Plots, centuries spanned

Maintaining control

Fate, power behold

Lords of pen & paper rise

Heed, across the breadth of time

Now ink the lives of men

Fear, the dice will bring their end

Casting the mold to establish

Terrible beasts, sending them forth

Planting the seeds of the harvest

Marking the souls, extending the tendrils of

Nobles and kings, Gods incarnate

Regal divine, gazing above

Penning the trails on the parchment

Conjuring hills and shaping the capitals

Fighting for your life, send them back now

Back to nine

Biding time 'til lords' abandon

Act, the time is nigh

Scorch the maps while melting resin

Burn them all

Question the wise, question their will

Reality blurring the lines and truth

Now as you break through the fourth wall