We have chosen to leave our home

To search for a new world born

A place that is simple

A place that is new

Our spirits now are gone

So tattered and forlorn

We build a new home town

Here, on the Fourth of Tallon

Hewn from stone

Built from trees

We hope to gain new knowledge here

The wisdom and spirituality we held so dear

We shall leave this place

With the seclusion of our race

Pristine and clear

Safe and sound

We returned this world

Borne here by the strike foretold

Meteor's crash

Meteor's poison

The Meteor itself devastated

Leaving us emaciated

Ripped from our peaceful state

We walk with phantasmal gaits

Chozo come

Chozo gone

Of course we tried to escape

But the strength of the poison is great

The Worm waits in the depths

Gnawing away, causing Tallon's death

The source of the evil

The source of the poison

We have a plan to halt the poison's spread

To possibly postpone our dread

We shall stop the planet's shatter

By building a temple upon the crater

Twelve artifacts to lock

Twelve artifacts to open

A newborn orphaned by another race

We rescued her from that place

We know naught of her past

Seers are blind from the darkness cast

Is she the hope for our race?

Will she stop the poison there in?

Invaders have taken Tallon IV

And seek to undo the lock on the core

They fear the artifacts there

And they are right to be scared

Powers unknown to them

Powers untold to thee

We are surely trying our best

To keep the great poison at rest

But the evil itself corrupts and kills

Eating away at our strengths and wills

Killing us

Transforming us

We are slowly growing insane

By the strength of the great poisonous rain

But one thing remains certain, that we know

That is the Hatchling Samus and she will go

Clad in our armor

Wielding our weapons

She walks the path of corruption

Undoing the Space Pirates' destruction

Does she burn with righteous anger?

Unheeding, unyielding to the danger?

Slowly departing

Losing consciousness

These are the last days of our race

For we are truly loosing face

Ghost, ghouls, and apparitions we are

But still our reach is quite far

We shall help the Hatchling, even though we are wraiths

But still unfettered and raw is our wrath.