The tideless seas bind the savage lands
on this ancient world of evil men distilled by time
Knowledge buried deep beneath the soil
Still we seek words of power despite the coming end
A world no sorcery can save
Cold death in the endless dark awaits
Cruel wizards who spin the webs of fate
steal flesh to twist with reckless hate
We carry on through the twilight of the earth
Into shadow we run
beneath the blackness of the dying sun
There is beauty in this ruin that still remains
The golden tapestry of graceful Lith must be remade
Her love and favor can be the escape
from this dying earth that hovers so close to decay
Few heroes of virtue left to die
They will leave no earthly deed behind
We carry on through the twilight of the earth
Into shadow we run
beneath the dying sun