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A Time of chaos, magic and steel

A nation, an army, brought to its heel

Against a tide - peerless in foe

To discover a secret lost long ago

Of wicked hearts, of wicked minds

A forsaken riddle, forgotten in time

Underneath the ice, trapped in the rhime

Atop a mountain we must climb

Forward

On and on, we march

To find the source of power - the light

I must gather my will

They Swore

One would wield this broken curse

In my heart I know, there is more to learn

About the Crucible's might

They Swore

One would wield crucible

The light surrounds me

I am shown the path, and it is not mine

Another will take my place

One born immortal, yet of mortal line

Will save us all