Freedom Cry
Words I speak,
Words of truth,
Words of wonder for the world.
Warlent’s line and Warlent’s blood
Have lain in solemn sleep,
But now they break upon the world,
Now they break upon the world,
And now the world will break.
Follow the ancient promises,
And watch where they will go.
Allaris finds again his master,
The final holder of the key,
And from that blade
And from that hand
Come freedom, life, and death.