Nightmare reigns.
The shadows along the wall jeer.
Nightmare reigns,
from dusk till the emerging dawn.
Nightmare reigns,
the early clouds are foggy
as the light bleeds through the darkness
that tormented me in my sleep.
Nightmare reigns.

In my head I
dream of fairy kingdoms snowy…
purple lake boils.

Voreth’s Promise
created by the elder wizard.
Voreth’s Promise
to rid the world of disease.
Voreth’s Promise,
the seer of great widsom
with is carved walking stick,
whom died for us all on that day.
Voreth’s Promise.

The evil knight wants
the princess wants him not…
an ax was falling.
World is boiling.
Malady is getting worse.
World is boiling,
and plague is a lurking ghost.
World is boiling,
and contangion spread is flaming
from the hell to big cities.
World is boiling.

Yet one hesitates.
It is not yet time.
To seek assistance.

From outside the game.