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