Alduin’s wings they did darken the sky His roar fury’s fire and his scales sharpened scythes Men ran and they cowered and they fought and they died
They burned and they bled as they issued their cries
We need a savior to free us from Alduin’s rage Heroes on the field of this new war to wage And if Alduin wins, men is gone from this world
Lost in the shadows of the black wings unfurled
But then came the Tongues on that terrible day Steadfast as winter they entered the fray And all heard the music of Alduin’s doom The sweet song of Skyrim, sky-shattering Thu’um
And so the Tongues freed us from Alduin’s rage Gave the gift of the Voice, ushered in a new age If Alduin’s eternal then eternity’s done For his story is over and the dragons are gone…