The Dark Below: The Epic of Sir Edwin Bryce

Listen now and hear the tale,

Of the brave Sir Edwin Bryce.

Of a soul whose brav'ry did never fail,

E'en as he paid it's price.

 
Beware, beware, the shadow of the blade,

Beware it’s vicious bite.

When daylight turns to ever deep’ning shade,

And darkness devours all light.

 
Sir Bryce took oaths that he held dear,

Defending knowledge and the wise.

So when his charges fell to fear,

He leaped to avenge their cries.

 
Beware, beware, the shadow of the blade,

Beware it’s vicious bite.

When daylight turns to ever deep’ning shade,

And darkness devours all light.

 
The shadows rose and scholars fell,

When their magics gave them fail.

No light could live, though they cast them well,

So they passed beyond the veil.

 
Beware, beware, the shadow of the blade,

Beware it’s vicious bite.

When daylight turns to ever deep’ning shade,

And darkness devours all light.

 
One by one, the lights went dark,

Snuffed by the creeping murk.

In desperate fear they grasped any spark,

And burned away their life’s work.

 
Beware, beware, the shadow of the blade,

Beware it’s vicious bite.

When daylight turns to ever deep’ning shade,

And darkness devours all light.

 
Sir Edwin Bryce, a knight so brave,

Boldly leaped into the fray.