May your hands to seize.
May your legs to shrivel.
Your mind to falter and eyes to cloud.
May misery court you. May disease then take you.
Fires lay waste to your crops and the seas cover your land. A curse
All the Waters of the Earth Turn to Blood
- A Body
- A Curse
- Empty Hearth
- Even the Saints Knew Thei..
- Song of Sarin, the Brave
- Lathspell I Name You