Once they ruled the world with terror
Now they crawled in the deepest misery
Yet their power was not diminished
Fallen ones designed a treacherous plan
Long before the Day of Wrath
Echoes of the old revealed the magic
Wizards gained the source of power
Hidden well, but mightier than anyone knew
Lightless days were long and dreadful
Darkness hid the effort of the tireless minds
Triumph was here, the plan succeeded
Brought the sunken realm back to the earth
No one could possess the force to create
Echoes of the old faded already
City returned, but now not with the lights
d**hless creatures bearing nothing but sorrow
Wizards incapable
To flight out from suffering
Stayed in hell, spent their force of magic
Crushed by fate, lost in common memories