We thought the dark days were past
But truly they’ve only barely begun
When friend strikes down friend
The death of Telona will hurt us all

Wuntila betrayed the departed
And now there is no stability
Will Tarentum destroy the Arcona
Or can the three come together again

“Hades”

The friendship of many
Is as fragile as the body of one.

The hatred of one
Is stronger than Oblivion’s inexorable song.

Careful where you stand
I'm a death dealer by trade
Telona murdered by my hand
I won't let Arcona's glory fade

I went against the trend
Thought I knew better, a Krath High Priestess
Trusted an old friend
Now I won't be there for this fight, to lead us

You lose some and win some
But the outcome is income
First Clan wants it all and then some
But this tragedy dims their lights some

I'm not losing my mind 'bout what ain't mine
I just keep hearin' about reprisal through the grapevine
This hate is just jealousy and love at the same time
But this drama aint as good as this rhyme

Written with Spenserian stanza

the death was swift and fast
futures have laid waste to the past

both clans are seeking the truth of familia
why the death by Wuntila

Telona was a master, a mistress of the dark
the death of her echos, the bit of the shark

together they have to rise above all
together, the dark lord will fall

Alarm tolls through the Citadel,
Once, twice, thrice.
They each hold dear to their
Opinion, fear, anger.

Others cry
Treason, violence, a treaty broken.
Only one sits with level head,
Seeing yet not, tall and firm.
The Mountain of Selen.