The Lament of Dalraith's Chain
(Verse 1)
In the land of Haranshire, a tale we do recall,
Of Duke Lothar Parlfrey and the death cult's darkened pall.
With companions bold and true, they faced the dreaded plight,
To chase the shadows from their land and vanquish the eternal night.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
(Verse 2)
Dalraith the warrior, clad in armor gilded gold,
He faced the horrors of the cult, a tale yet to be told.
But as he battled through the night, his strength began to fade,
Engulfed by the inky black, his sacrifice was made.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
(Bridge)
The curse befell the forest, a blight for a hundred years,
But in the Gleaming Glade, a haven free from fears.
Protected by the fallen, their spirits forever guard,
A glimmer of hope in the midst of darkness, a refuge in the scarred.
(Verse 3)
Duke Lothar and his companions, they prevailed against the night,
Yet the memory of Dalraith, forever in their sight.
His magical chain mail lost, but his spirit lingers strong,
In the hearts of those who sing this tale, his legacy lives on.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
Outro:
So raise your voice, O bard, and let this tale resound,
Of Duke Lothar's gallant quest and Dalraith, renowned.
"The Lament of Dalraith's Chain" we sing, a ballad for the brave,
May their stories echo through the ages, a legacy they gave.
In the land of Haranshire, a tale we do recall,
Of Duke Lothar Parlfrey and the death cult's darkened pall.
With companions bold and true, they faced the dreaded plight,
To chase the shadows from their land and vanquish the eternal night.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
(Verse 2)
Dalraith the warrior, clad in armor gilded gold,
He faced the horrors of the cult, a tale yet to be told.
But as he battled through the night, his strength began to fade,
Engulfed by the inky black, his sacrifice was made.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
(Bridge)
The curse befell the forest, a blight for a hundred years,
But in the Gleaming Glade, a haven free from fears.
Protected by the fallen, their spirits forever guard,
A glimmer of hope in the midst of darkness, a refuge in the scarred.
(Verse 3)
Duke Lothar and his companions, they prevailed against the night,
Yet the memory of Dalraith, forever in their sight.
His magical chain mail lost, but his spirit lingers strong,
In the hearts of those who sing this tale, his legacy lives on.
(Chorus)
Sing of heroes brave and true, their valor shining bright,
In the depths of Hardlow woods, they fought with all their might.
But one was lost, a fighter bold, his fate forever sealed,
In a pit of tar, his life drained away, his gilded chain revealed.
Outro:
So raise your voice, O bard, and let this tale resound,
Of Duke Lothar's gallant quest and Dalraith, renowned.
"The Lament of Dalraith's Chain" we sing, a ballad for the brave,
May their stories echo through the ages, a legacy they gave.