O Great Gods, turn your eyes to us once more.
Hear our great sorrows, ease our plight.
See what burdens your people bear in your absence.
We have suffered in your disdain.
Our great cities sacked,
Our civilization destroyed.
And yet we lose not our faith in you.
Why should such terrible fates
Be visited upon those who love you?
Our people are slaves.
Such is our fury.
Our cities are in ruins.
Such is our shame.
Our children are starving.
Such is our terror.
Our culture is lost.
Such is our confusion.
Our elders are dying.
Such is our horror.
Our status is ignored.
Such is our humiliation.
Our paths are uncertain.
Such is our worry.
Our people are abandoned.
Such is our pain.
Wrathful Elgar'nan, Father of Heaven,
Rain your vengeance upon our enemies;
Feast upon our anger.
Wise June, Teacher of the Elvhen,
Show us the way to reconstruct what is lost;
Build upon our sorrow.
Wild Andruil, Queen of the Forest,
Guide our arrows to food and prosperity;
Give us the strength to survive.
Quiet Dirthamen, Keeper of Secrets,
Release your knowledge to us once more;
Restore our sacred lifestyle.
Mighty Falon'Din, Lord of the Dead,
Grant us once more our immortality;
Spare us the shame of death.
Pious Ghilan'nain, Mortal among Gods,
May your halla once more roam the Elvhenan;
Spread the fear of the Elvhen.
Gentle Sylaise, Mother of All Mothers,
Embrace us once more with your warmth;
May we always find shelter among chaos.
Holy Mithal, Guardian of the Elvhen,
Protect your people once more;
Shield us from our despair.
O Mighty, O Great Gods!
Do not leave us to the wolves that are the shemlen!
Forgive us our ignorance, our complacency!
See how humbly our people have suffered under their oppressors!
Spare us, we beseech you!
Spare us once more!