Night falls, Shadows grow
Terror grips the heart
Eldritch Things, men now know
the final hour starts

That once lost, shall be found
Oh piercing blade of light
Solitary one of ill renown
shall stabilize the fight

Free oppressed, Master slave
Into Darkness Heart shall go
the King enters an early grave
the Eastern Wind does blow

Cellonia's Eye, the Fang's cold Tear
Knowledge forms the haft
City of Iron in land once dear
leaders all go daft

Three and Seven, Six Eight Twelve
the Faithful return to me
through Madness She shall delve
for the Spear of Destiny