In Lorin's streets where shadows lie
The spires once reached to touch the sky
Their stones now crack their grandeur fades
A whispered echo of brighter days
Oh Lorin heart of the Ninefold's light
Your streets now silent your fires burn bright
The weight of your glory too heavy to bear
Yet hope lingers faint in the evening's air
The halls of kings are cold and bare
The banners tattered by time and air
Yet still they speak of a golden age
When gods walked near and wrote the page
Oh Lorin heart of the Ninefold's light
Your streets now silent your fires burn bright
The weight of your glory too heavy to bear
Yet hope lingers faint in the evening's air
The fountains run dry the gardens decay
Yet memories linger of a greener day
Through broken gates the people tread
With hearts of longing for what has fled
Oh Lorin heart of the Ninefold's light
Your streets now silent your fires burn bright
The weight of your glory too heavy to bear
Yet hope lingers faint in the evening's air