The Chord of DOOM!

In time, when black tide rises past its shore,

And watered blood should parch a searing swath,

When slain on blackened earth should fall once more,

If then the shadow holds the key

The flood will wash away all green.

By dark descent, go make the pathway clear

And train to follow on that many path.

Go seek the wraith.

Return the key.

Defy your fear.