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