So Fair Our Fate, So Sad Our Loneliness / Perfidious In Its Divinity
\"My lord, the refugees of the Northern towns, ravaged by the attacks, have begged thee for entry in our fair city\"
\"Seal my gates, and arrow any that may come close to the walls down\"
As eager as the darkest of elves Doth he yearn for knowledge As thoughtful as the whizzling arrow In the back of he who dares to offend my princess
Deep inside is buried the Well Deep inside is buried a Universe Deep inside is buried desire Deep inside is buried Fire
As languid as the longing soul for the flashing whirl of magic's winds As ignorant as the apprentice casting his first spell
Wisdom brings not only faith and love, my child It purveys the golden Sceptre of deceit Wield it with accuracy and finesse And it shall bring you wealth, might, immortality
Know, my child, that the Reaper is the easiest to fool
Deep inside is buried darkness Deep inside is buried bitterness Deep inside is buried the Serpent's tongue
Walk the way of Chaos, and thee shallt know the path of Order, my lord