The trumpets announcing the end shall sound As an innocent flower is trampled upon the ground. Her death shall mark a changing tide The reach of death is far and wide. The world shall fall into ruin and decay Lest six shall unite and find a way. The decisions of six can save this land The fate of earth lies in their hands. Elven men who must share A duty neither will find fair One is deemed forever to rule The other has many he must school The first must learn the gods to trust Lest his rule no longer be just The latter will often be seen as a meddler But to his friends he is called dream...