when day wrought night they did arrive not sea nor hoof but from the sky knight-maiens strong rode to face them yet not a sword was drawn for within that night songs were cast and we who heard them lost our past our virtues love and spirit fled so hollow was the dawn now mothers send their children there to ode'n castles crowning air returning spies to peel our thoughts with souls so twisted wrong new industry demands the earth our verdant fields bled grey of worth the beasts of feast now lost to famine great alca's flesh stripped raw while hope in us has come to rust strange kin remain with the alca's trust cross distant shores old souls arise relic wolf and bear and faun those we plundered now we seek for ancient ties that withered weak to cast a bargain entwining fate and reforging honored bonds to the world