You, the offspring of the Ancient Stronghold
Give your hands to iron, not for sword, for ill-craft
Slay your roots you will sink, into ever-forming mud
Drown in black pools of death
In the forests of Uldern
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Naino, Naino
Resurrect the West
You, the offspring of the Ancient Stronghold
Give your hands to iron, not for sword, for ill-craft
Slay your roots you will sink, into ever-forming mud
Drown in black pools of death
In the forests of Uldern