Since that time so long ago
When Annona divided our people
We've wandered across desolated wastes
With nowhere to go
Battling these genocidal beasts
To protect all warrior kind
From the greatest to the very least
We must expand our minds
In the dark of the black rock spires
Tell the tales of ancient fires
All hail, the war is over
Where are our thanks
They sent monsters to kill us
Creators
Take war to the elemental lords
For power, for glory
Stride forth to the sound of thousand swords
Our hour, our story
In our quest for a greater alliance
In the desert long after the fall
Caught up in some kind of mental trance
By the Sisters of Skrall
I will be the one to claim the name
Greatest of all warriors
By my single claim to undying fame
Slaying one of the Baterra
In the dark of the black rock spires
Tell the tales of ancient fires
All hail, the war is over
We raise our blades
They sent monsters to kill us
Destroyers
Take war to the elemental lords
For power, for glory
Stride forth to the sound of thousand swords
Our hour, our story