The victorious march towards The chosen sunsets Leaving behind a land in turmois and plague Defeated the vanquished, they lye in shame Depleted the anguished, they choir the names Shinto, Arga, Khalar, Rodan Into a new existence The vanquished must obey Withdrawing all remembrance Of their ancient times Submissive they become, Conforming to the cronum They follow their newfound leaders Towards redemption An alliance is formed, And with each passing day A compliance has transformed, A past led astray Armies are amassed and united with power The weak are surpassed within the mage hour Spirits are called upon to guide the way Strength and courage carry forth the jouney In honor they continue, with pride they lead Searching for the answers, To the rest of the their lives Four mighty spheres, The conquered must worship Bringers of the seasons, Keepers of the scriptures Restructuring has begun, On the Trulon circle Resting inside the circle, Arches that lead to unknowing fates