Steely eyes of a silvery people

Walk behind me, with evil intent

Up to the tower, I stand alone

Stripped of rank before them I'm sent

Before long, behind adamantine doors

I taste of the wine of their joy

Through delirium of a tortured mind

Her face gave me strength to this day.

But love deceived me, and in my despair

I recalled the ring once again

Born of Sorrow my cunning revives me

And I took them with me enchained