Sone of the gods

When their earth was dust, when skies were torn,

The six cane through mist, the world was born.

First came Thanthorn, lord of the end,

Crowned in silence, shadow’s friend.

Saram wove the rivers and bees,

Life in her hands, the breath of seas.

She sang the fields, she birthed the flame,

Gave blood to beasts, and heart to name.

Oh hear, the Song of the Gods!

Old as stone, sharp as fox —

Wind and death, war and dream,

Ashes and stars, fate unseen.

Bellaime rode on earth and fire,

Clad in fury, crowned in ire.

She forged the lands, the clash, the cry,

Taught the mortals to build a life.

Wendy laughed through thunder and gale,

Wove the storms, unlatched the sail.

She danced with wolves, she kissed the rain,

And left no soul untouched by pain.

Oh hear, the Song of the Gods!

Old as stone, sharp as fox —

Wind and death, land and dream,

Ashes and stars, fate unseen.

Gaspier smiled where memories fell,

Built the caves where lost hopes dwell.

She plucked the names from dying breath,

Gave sweet forgetting as a death.

The Valars watched from towers high,

Spinners of fate, who never die.

Judged the hearts, the paths, the calls,

And wrote the ruin of us all.

[Final Chorus] (stronger, darker)

Oh hear, the Song of the Gods!

Bound by stone, sealed by fox —

Wind and death, war and dream,

Ashes and stars, fate unseen.

(whispered echo fading away)

Wendy hears the whispered gloom,

The Valars weave the threads of doom.

Thanthorn seals their breath away,

Saram stirs them back to day.

Gaspier drifts them through despair,

But Bellaime calls them home from there.