WARRIOR'S SONG (Eighth Anniversary)


Come, Warrior, stand beside me in the fray.
Our eyes alertly watch the charging foe;
our partnered swords will keep them still at bay.
Ultimate blades of Light and War, they glow,
and deal the darkness death with every blow.
Come, let us hunt together. Loud and clear
The Dead Zone calls, where you and I will go,
and make the Horrors flee from us in fear.

Come, let us heed the Crier's call today;
when danger threatens we must not be slow,
defending towns and townsfolk as we slay
the evil hordes descending, row on row.
Death on the deadly gladly we bestow,
and meet their loud laments with songs of cheer.
What brings us joy will bring the demons woe,
and make the Horrors flee from us in fear.

Come, walk with me upon the Warrior's way.
In knowledge, strength, and honor let us grow.
Our Queen's commands we hasten to obey;
the mighty gods we humbly seek to know.
So let us join our fortunes, high or low,
by word and deed new-promised every year.
Our strength like shields and armor let us show,
and make the Horrors flee from us in fear.

O Mighty Ones, to whom all mortals owe
allegiance, this our prayer vouchsafe to hear:
may we the foes of Valorn overthrow,
and make the Horrors flee from us in fear.

A lantern's fire will burn through darkest night,
through any stormy cloud or falling rain.
Still it shines forth, for so the gods ordain
that light will conquer darkness, glimmering bright.

Of Cenny Konxovar I now endite;
in Valorn's army he does not fight in vain,
but strikes with strength and courage, evil's bane,
the foe of darkness, cleric of the light.

He bears the gods-light burning through the dark;
his is the power that makes the darkness flee,
that heals the wounds where evil leaves its mark;
singing with triumph, a zither in his hand.
So Cenny Konxovar will always be
a fire in Valorn, a light in the land.