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Keepers of the fire

Sigils of ancient glass

Guardians of this mortal plane

Now a scattered memory

Eyes of pale fire

The Children of the sky

Tree of blessed life

Carve your mark upon me

Branches set ablaze

By the ghosts that linger

In Towers tall

guide our souls to Aetherius

Spirits drift the ruins

holding vigil over bones and dust

Eyes of pale fire

The Children of the sky

Tree of blessed life

Carve your mark upon me

Branches set ablaze

By the ghosts that linger

Gone

The tower has fallen

Only ghosts remain

Tree of blessed life

Branches set ablaze