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In lands not tied to a crown

Yet hearts of men remain bound

By fire, eternally burning bright

Be led by the light

A new dawn, a shift in the sand

As elven blood stains the land

By fire, cleansing the hearts of the pure

Yet Novigrad falls to dark

Where once they walked in glory and triumph, no more

Bereft of glory, hiding in darkened spaces they crawl towards the beyond

Where once men bowed and raised them in splendour, no more

As madness claims the crown, they fall evermore into chaos-stripped darkness unknown

Cavernous horror beneath where men sleep

Necrophage swarming the host whilst they flee

Magic abandoned in this time of need

But the White Wolf will lead them to glory

With fear and fire unleashed

For elder power none weep

The plague of prejudice gripping their minds

The time of the sword and axe is nigh

This world will burn in frost and snow

Reborn of blood, the seed now sown