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.