In shadows deep where time has lost its name, Beneath stars anew, burns a lost and forgotten flame, From peace and war’s entwined, enduring claim, Shall rise a linage, a dark god’s bane. Druid’s grace and Warrior’s resolve, Losk’s night returns at their destiny’s dawn, When waves crash and darkness falls, Furious angels hear the call
“One who’s voice awakening oaths of old, Forgotten promises once more take hold.” As vanguards of the light, the night they scorn.”