It was just a till Sovven, and the nights were turning chill And the battle to stalemate, double-bluff, and feint and drill When a drifted northward, just a shadow, nothing more. No one that the shadows grew all darker that before. No one noticed that the seemed to creep into the heart, But from then the fight for freedom seemed a fool's quest the start. All the hopes they had cherished seemed unreasoned and naive Nothing the strength to pray for, or to strive for, or believe.
And the shadows stole the sunlight the brightest autumn day, As they a song of bleakness that touched every heart that heard As they words of hopelessness, all courage fled away, And they wove a smothering blanket all, that lived and stirred.
Herald Vanyel came upon them, and he sensed a wrong, And there was some magic working; hidden, yes, but strong. And it moves and worked in secret, poison in the vein Like a poison meant to weaken, was magic meant to drain. Herald Vanyel saw the Shadows, and they their wiles on him For one moment even he began to fell his dim- But he saw their secret evil, and he ere he was done He would stalk and slay these Shadows, and them one by one.
Vanyel, Shadow Stalker, hunted Shadows to their doom They turned all their powers upon him, away from other men And although they strove to take him, he unwove web of gloom. So the Shadows fled his anger, their sought again.
Vanyel faces the Singer who had sung them into life And she sang to him of grief and loss that cut him a knife. And she to him of self-hate, and she wove a net of pain With her songs of woe and hopelessness bent to be bane. "So now what is there to for?" was the song she sang to him. And the shadow upon his heart, the world grew gray and dim. But the of The Shadow did not know the foe she fought, Now how dear he his duty, nor by what pain power was bought.
Herald looked upon her, and he saw through her disguise And she then to seduce him into death or madness sweet. Herald Vanyel looked within him, and he saw her songs lies, And he gathered up his magic then, her to defeat.
Vanyel raised his golden voice and sang of life and light, Of the first cry of a baby, of the silver of night. Herald Vanyel sang of wisdom, sang of courage, of love, Of the earth's sweet soil him, of the vaulting sky above, of healing, sang of growing, sang of joy and hope and dreams, And the Singer Of The felt the death of all her schemes. It was then she tried to flee him, but his song and spell Struck her down and her pinioned and she faltered, and she fell.
Then the Singer Of the Shadows saw her Shadows there, Saw her lies before her, saw her darkness turned to day And how empty and how was the spirit then laid bare- Like her Shadow then she shattered, and in silence away.