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There are four, four artefacts of power Who channel the essence of this world Stones of nature, jewels of wisdom and a forgotten crystal Many men, many creatures got lost in their search Azure ornament on a golden crown The jewels of kings hold the souls of ancient rulers Buried with the last of the first age, in a forsaken tomb A visit breaks a century-old silence Tomb of the forgotten Abandoned soverеigns Hidden in old mountains Where rеsts all the fallen Ancient ruins in shadow of peaks, a line of light reveals The entrance, the culmination of a quest Sinking into darkness, Taaron progresses, until he finds the coveted grave The jewels of kings are finally found Deep breaths, shaking hands, the ruler puts the crown on his head A vision, illuminating the austere chamber City in flames, winged beast and destruction The fall of Endeor is now revealed From Letras Mania