Behold sweet potions brewed!
End your misery
Liquid mystery
Concoctions tried and true lift all who feel of dread
Our magick mixtures stewed
Forget everything
Don't feel anything
Consume now weary friend, forget now of the dead
Back! we tell of the ancient times again with the old war at its end.
Those remaining Druids drift apart back to the lands where they began
In grief relief is all this druid seeks
Her comrades dead, consumed with rage, or wandering aimlessly.
So she returns to eastern shores and sails to farther lands, where she held charge before the threat of evil grasped Arrias in its hands
In grief relief to see her nations thrive
The knowledge she hath spread: science, sorcery, now their life
""Oh Teacher, how your sorrow breaks our hearts, but never fear!
Our brightest minds have now refined a brew that staves off woe""
Without even a second thought, she utters ""give it here""
And downs the potion as her worries melt into the ground below
Behold sweet potions brewed!
End your misery
Liquid mystery
Concoctions tried and true lift all who feel of dread
Our magick mixtures stewed
Forget everything
Don't feel anything
Consume now weary friend, forget now of the dead
Feeling her worries drift away, ""oh what a wondrous thing""
Not seeing the effects on mental clarity the potion brings.
In grief relief is all she cares to feel
""so what if secrets held from mortals slip from my tongue into their ears?
Their progress afterall advancing everyday. Their moral compass still intact, unlike Rodor who hath betrayed""
In grief relief comes at a vicious cost
Tearing one's soul from deep inside
As all connections lost
Sinking into the Lethe
As i set myself adrift sense of reality slips
Sinking into the Lethe
Drowning alone as I drift
The current becoming swift
Nothingness is the only end let it take my hand and lead me to the abyss
Nothingness, what perfect bliss!
Cease to exist
Adrift on the sea of forgetfulness
Within these waters I drown
Face to face with the end
""Welcoming death I've nothing left to give
And this fractured heart cannot mend""
Those of her nation realized far to late that their potions caused her decent
Their greed for knowledge in her miserable state has now sealed her fate
She drifts on forever
Behold sweet potions brewed!
End your misery
Liquid mystery
Concoctions tried and true lift all who feel of dread
Our magick mixtures stewed
Forget everything
Don't feel anything
Consume now weary friend, forget now of the dead
Nothingness!
Lead me to the abyss
Nothingness!"