Termina awaits its utter demise
Heralded by a demon moon
Every hour looming closer
Minutes are precious; take no time for granted
On the eve of the carnival the clock tower opens
On the third day's end the apocalypse comes.
No solace, no peace, no hope
In all directions fell winds now blow
South, East, West, North
Guardians of the land are locked away
Only one stout heart can set them free
In one brave soul they must place their trust
No more heroes grace this nation
Green-clad boy swept from Hyrule
Time is your friend and foe alike
Ocarina notes your only shield from failure
Fell forces await you, hero
All traces of hope will grow bleak
Learn not to despair in the shadows
Lead this land back into the light
