Stone Tower Temple
A kingdom's existence long forgotten,
Along with the Great War that was wrought,
Upon these ancient lands that have crumbled,
A battle no one could win was fought.
We are spies sent by The Master,
Seeking out information.
Things went well for a short time,
Quickly turned to disaster,
Souls are stolen,
Leaving empty shells,
And with those lives,
Ikana fell.
We were bound to that deserted kingdom,
Reminiscing all that has been lost.
Thirst for blood in our will still did linger,
Must be satisfied at any cost.
Moon above is a secret base,
Spinning lies of redemption.
Dead alive but living no more,
No mask can hide your true face.
Cloaks and daggers,
Guard our freedom.
Defeat us and,
We'll offer Wisdom.
Members of Ikana's Royal Family,
Wander now as monsters of regret.
Of those living here there are only three,
All else who enter are scared to death.
Sharp and Flat are now soulless Poes.
They were well known musicians,
Who composed the music box song,
That chases away Gibdos.
A cursed human,
He can still be spared.
Heal his poor soul,
If you really care.
Dreadful things have befallen this canyon,
Yet the worst is the tower of stone.
Gold sun and silver moon are companions,
To this place the evil calls its home.
Lies, deceit, and beauty found here.
Upside down, reverse, mirrored,
Haunted by tormented souls,
Now lend the temple your ear.
Cold and alone,
Hear each spirit cry,
"Please save me,
I don't want to die!"
If you choose to enter the Stone Tower,
Just know that The Master waits inside.
He guards a shining and intense power.
Keep my words safe deep inside your mind.
Sad relief, I cannot live,
My soul restless ambition,
Opened and poured out my heart,
I've given all I can give.
Die, leave no corpse,
That is all I know.
As is the way,
Of us Garo.