.When our cities were on fire and the bells of Atland rang
We swore to keepâ
theâ
words enshrined inâ
blood and stone
And when the menâ
of Yamna came, riding from the eastern plains
We fled into the hills as the hidden folk of olde
And we inscribed our lore in discs of b.
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