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