Born from blood, bound by fate,
A curse that haunts, a heavy weight.
Through whispered tales of endless pain,
The shadow calls me to the flame.
I carry chains I did not make,
A shattered past I can't forsake.
The forest calls, the ruins cry,
But I will face the storm or die.
I am not afraid, no fear will bind,
The sins of the past I leave behind.
Through the twisted woods, I carve my way,
To face the curse, to end the fray.
Unbound, I walk the path unknown,
Through ancient trees where darkness has grown.
I seek the Stranger’s shadowed hand,
To break the curse that haunts this land.
Unbound, no chains can hold me still,
I fight against the endless will.
In the ruin’s heart, I’ll stand alone,
Unbound, I’ll claim what is my own.
The trees they bend, they whisper lies,
Their gnarled branches scratch the skies.
But I am more than blood and bone,
A soul forged hard as sharpened stone.
I hear the voices of the dead,
Their stories echo in my head.
They warn me back, they tell me run,
But I’ll not stop until I’ve won.
I am not afraid, I’ll make my stand,
A blade of sorrow in my hand.
Through the twisted paths, I find my way,
To end this curse, this price to pay.
Unbound, I walk the path unknown,
Through ancient trees where darkness has grown.
I seek the Stranger’s shadowed hand,
To break the curse that haunts this land.
Unbound, no chains can hold me still,
I fight against the endless will.
In the ruin’s heart, I’ll stand alone,
Unbound, I’ll claim what is my own.
The shadows stretch, they twist and wind,
They test my strength, my heart, my mind.
But I’ve seen death, I know its face,
It cannot steal my rightful place.
I walk where others dare not tread,
Among the ashes of the dead.
The darkness claws, but I’m not torn,
For I was cursed the day I was born.
The ruin looms, the air grows thin,
A kingdom lost, decayed within.
Lysanthir’s walls are cracked and old,
Its king now nothing but a cold,
Lifeless shell that time forgot,
A broken crown, a cursed lot.
I see the truth within these stones,
The weight of sins, the silent groans.
But I am not afraid, I won’t turn back,
I see the curse’s crumbling track.
Through ancient halls, I hear the cries,
But I will not believe their lies.
Unbound, I walk the path unknown,
Through ancient trees where darkness has grown.
I seek the Stranger’s shadowed hand,
To break the curse that haunts this land.
Unbound, no chains can hold me still,
I fight against the endless will.
In the ruin’s heart, I’ll stand alone,
Unbound, I’ll claim what is my own.
The ruin calls, but I don’t bow,
I’ll tear the crown from darkness now.
Lysanthir, your time has come,
Unbound, the battle has begun.