I walk to the end of unntai
Past the forest of no trees
Through the village of the dundriarch
I could feel their eyes on me
Over mountains and volcanoes
Crumbling earth beneath my feet
Igniting sky and boiling oceans
Tasting elements so sweet
And i walk through the winter
Of endless snow
I knock on the door of fortune
And i greet her smiling face
She adorns me with her gifts and soon
I'm prepared to meet with fate
There was a cold bitter wind
As i press on, drinking to warm my skin
Stories are told with no end
Of fortune's dividend
The kings have made mistakes
Forsaking and disgracing
Their ignorance in haste creates a hatred
Far too great to lie in wait
And i summon the winter
Of endless snow
I stop at the fortress' doorstep
As i make to burn it down
I hear a voice calling to me threatening
Warning traitors to the crown
There was a cold bitter wind
As i set fire to the unworthy kingdom
Here it unfolds in the end
Of fortune's dividend