ŞARKI SÖZÜ
A man chosen to trace down a god
In the world between two houses
The Cycle unwinds so slowly
The middle worlds laid to waste
The Things that cries in the night
Defeated by the prince who was a thousand
All gods could not withhold the nameless
The terror that lurks outside
Creatures of light and darkness
Are born in great numbers
Creatures of light and darkness
My die and rise again
For the want of control
They can set all worlds afire
The hammer that smashes suns
Its work cannot be undone
