Light is vanquished by darkness, no escape
As the ghoulish river flows brilliantly.
Groves of horror weeping blood, death awaits.
Fear is creeping closer thy cannot flee.
Decaying hordes of elven warriors,
Appear then vanish mysteriously.
The marble Tower of the Stars glimmers.
Tis the root of evil that beckons me,
A skeletal finger, holding answers.
The way of death is flooded with nightmares.
Gruesome creatures walk with hideous shapes,
Spawned from tormented minds that can only stare.
Cyan Bloodbane storms the halls of the castle
Cyan Bloodbane, Protector of the Orb
Trapped by evil lands you must face your fate,
But know it a dream, and you shall awake.
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