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