Gaze upon a man with the means and the power
Looking out upon his city from atop the Sword Tower
He started out with nothing but his loss and his shame
He struggled and he strove, this orphan with no name
A man gave him a weapon and he taught him how to fight
He pledged himself to fealty and service to the Light
He enlisted in the army and he followed them to war
He built himself a fortune, gave his heart to a whore
He learned to speak with eloquence at politics’ reward
He mastered manipulation and his people named him lord
And though the city prospers, still a darkness dwells within
Borne of desperation and fed well from greed and sin
The scars of the heart do not soon heal or fade
And a sad, sad smile leaves him broken and betrayed
So he turns his back on everything for something he can’t find
All he loved, all he built, all he was, left behind

Though life may daunt you
And hope will taunt you
And night after night of dreams will haunt you
When you race through the black and brace for the white
You can never look back, you can never lose sight
Still you struggle each day
Yet there must be a way
Or all we have left are shades of grey

Gaze upon a woman who is fearless and bold
Looking out upon the world from her verdant stronghold
Such a free and open land, such a drastic change of view
From a childhood spent in the mines of Moghedu
As a slave, she was beaten, but never wept as she bled
And she escaped their chains and cages, and from their bondage fled
To the forests of Itzatl, where the child could mourn
The death of the slave as the huntress was born
From the wilds she came, for the wilds she stood
As she fought her way to the Ancient Heartwood
Fearless in the field and prone to savage resolution
She brought the people of the forest to bloody revolution
Made their uncontested leader, on their shoulders she was lifted
But those years are long behind her, the sands of time have shifted
A slowly faltering conviction makes her question her belief
And so gone is the mask, let the world see underneath

Though life may daunt you
And hope will taunt you
And night after night of dreams will haunt you
When you race through the black and brace for the white
You can never look back, you can never lose sight
Still you struggle each day
Yet there must be a way
Or all we have left are shades of grey

Gaze upon the exiled lord, broken and alone
And gaze upon the tired queen, weary of her throne
And marvel at what fortune that these aging souls should cross
And found that which they quested for, they found that which was lost
Her past she has since reconciled, her name long overdue
While his history was cast away, that life might start anew
His inner demons quieted, her strength at once restored
As one they fought as champions; her dhurive, his sword
On hallowed ground the two were one, and there began to build
A house, a home, a family, and lives that were fulfilled

Though life may daunt you
And hope will taunt you
And night after night of dreams will haunt you
When you race through the black and brace for the white
You can never look back, you can never lose sight
Still you struggle each day
Yet there must be a way
Or all we have left are shades of grey