The Olden Days

[DarkClaw]

In the days of Madman, the realm did seem
So full of life. Was it just a dream?
The fire of Pyros was as bright as a star.
Khore’s Kindred did live, and what of Thaygar?

Coleman gave us laughter. Tripper showed us courage.
Syla was made of Mischief. Tel’s Passion did flourish.
But time came and went and the world had changed.
What once we knew was all rearranged.

Now the bards sing of old times, days gone by.
It fills out hearts with a longing sigh.
What once was our home, what once had been,
Can be again if we work from within.

Look to your hearts. We are all the same.
We hold the strength of the Ebon Flame.
What once was, has made us who we are.
Not for naught did we travel far.

Let us tell our tales of old legends and Gods,
Of the battles for balance, a worthy cause.
Let us show our pride for what we knew.
We are strong in faith, even though we are few.

So fear not the future and what it will bring.
Soothe your weary souls with a song to sing,
Of the olden days and the friends that we've made.
If we keep them alive, they will never fade.