Lyrics:

Dragon's Ear And Druid's Spear
protects You While The Dworns Are Here
the Winds Of Wrath Chill Cold The Cloth
which Drapes Her Shape From Fangs Of Fear

i Love You My Love
please Taketh This Heart Which I Bear
o Heal My Sorrow
weareth My Arms Like A Charm
through The Dales Of Your Doom

our Lives Are Merely Trees Of Possibilities.



(Dworn-Machinery Of War, A Bronze Frame With Wheels Of White Ivory And The Horns Of A Gazelle For Steering, So Sayeth Agadinmar.)