Lord Soth,
once an honoured knight
of the order of Solamnia...
He built a stronghold, tall and proud,
in the shape of
his order's sign.
Long time ago, he was disgraced from the gods,
for failing his duties to restore order in the realm.
He found
the love of an elven maid,
let his minions kill his wife.
The gods threw a fiery mountain
on the city of Istar,
to punish the
arrogance of the high priest.
To The Cataclysm, to the end of the world.
"noctem, redde tuae, dux bone, patriae!"
Dawning
in the lands of the damned.
A new morning went by
in the darkened halls of the fallen one;
as many others did.
Condemned to
await the end of all days,
guided by the cries of banshees.
Dead and forgotten mortals,
a life without light,
a life without
the warmth of blood.
Rise and fall - an empire to lose
Fall and rise - a cataclysm to come
Rise and fall - the sea changed
blood red
Fall and rise - for a new order