From chasm deep where silence sleeps,
A root of stone, a vow it keeps.
No whispered word, no sunlit gleam,
Just shadow's heart and earthen dream.
Oh, Qor'vath, Qor'vath, still and old,
Your secrets in the dark unfold.
Strike the ground and feel the hum,
Of silent echoes yet to come.(Verse 2)
A cartographer with steady hand,
First held the power of the land.
No fire bright, no crackling sound,
Just truth in stone, on hallowed ground.
Oh, Qor'vath, Qor'vath, still and old,
Your secrets in the dark unfold.
Strike the ground and feel the hum,
Of silent echoes yet to come.