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Deep into the Skilth
07:36
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Verse 1
Venturing into the Skilth.
A plain uncharted.
To find a way
To bind life into a blade.
Death is the outcome,
Wrought to a beast
Who’s life is flame.
To save us all,
This must be done.
Death brought to the dragons
Will keep mankind safe!
Verse 2
In the altered plains
I walk among the forests of Sil’vir.
Searching to find the place.
The stories do tell of a forge
Of life itself.
Oh!
I will reach this forge,
And create a magic blade
Made of light and heat and life and death.
Oh!
This blade is forged from Sil’vir
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Skilthian Forge
05:12
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02. Skilthian Forge
The forge of ancient days
Untouched by human hands.
Now mine hath laid upon this forgotten relic.
What it once was used for I know not,
What it once was used for I know not,
Now it shall be used create a weapon!
Oh!
Fill the pool
Of the anvil
Fill it with
Sil’vir!
Enchanted hammer
Poised to strike
Rending light
Tangible.
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3. |
Hammer Upon the Anvil
08:26
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03. Hammer Upon the Anvil
*rasping howls surround the anvil where Cirwyn works*
The heat
The steam
The light,
It sears into my mind.
No longer can I see the walls that surround me.
This sword
Is death
Given shape
That shape is light!
Impossible to quench,
The water evaporates.
This is Sil’vir most raw.
Spoken:
I lament for those
who this will be used against.
Agony and power
Brought forth.
What have I created!
This nightmare given shape.
I must prevent
What is immanent.
Stunt the power
Before it is full.
Shrieking:
Entomb the light!
With enchanted fabrics
Entomb the light!
The blade shall still cut,
The edge is not sharp.
This is the power of Sil’vir,
When brought forth
and made most raw!
Oh!
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Sil'vir Entombed
09:25
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04. Sil’vir Entombed
The Sigils have been placed.
Contorting the lights shape.
Though it’s been made
It’s control I still cannot take.
The fabrics of red,
Have all been enchanted.
It is time for them to dampen
The Skilthian blade.
This much I could handle,
Just barley a success.
To move the blade of light,
it seared through my veins
Begin the wrapping,
Entombing of the blade,
Of Sil’vir it is made,
Its heat must be contained!
Verse 2
Now the blade entombed
Its light peaks from the cloth.
The strength of this Sil’vir
Is almost too strong.
Though it’s edges are dull,
Its stroke is sharp.
It’s cut, unforgiving.
Its swing will not halt.
The sigils are complete,
My Sil’vir has wrought
A blade, a Devil
A thing that will not be stopped.
To slay the dragons, this line must be crossed.
No father than dragons,
There it shall stop
this blade against others
shall not be sharp.
Lament! Lament! Lament!
The sword of death is here!
Lament! Lament! Lament!
The sword of death is here!
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