Engulfed in swirling light, the wind brings forth the warlock's spite Holding ground, we must survive The dead move through the air, where time and outer began to tear Falling down, we must survive All the walls crumble, the sky now blurred in this gateway As we drown into nothing The armor's growing cold Frostbite taking it's hold Death would be welcome here Turning endlessly we separate We seperate Regret is a stain upon your honor Honor is vacant here Visions are flashing Forever sealed in memory In memory Left now are the journeys That had defined me The dark is growing blindly Float now and never be freed Close your eyes, and take hold Blue is your skin, diseased with cold Adventurer, speak now your decree Tales of lands far as the eye can see Question not, where is that we should meet For now all you have is forever bleak