An Alliance that had gone neglected,
Between Allies that were once connected.
That younglings only knew as lore,
Has been shattered to its very core.

By Wun's hand, in one decisive blow,
Two juggernauts threatened to row.
A war avoided by the shallowest breath
Over the loss of Tarentae's Angel of Death.

We thought the dark days were past
But truly they’ve only barely begun
When friend strikes down friend
The death of Telona will hurt us all

Wuntila betrayed the departed
And now there is no stability
Will Tarentum destroy the Arcona
Or can the three come together again

“Hades”

The friendship of many
Is as fragile as the body of one.

The hatred of one
Is stronger than Oblivion’s inexorable song.

Careful where you stand
I'm a death dealer by trade
Telona murdered by my hand
I won't let Arcona's glory fade

I went against the trend
Thought I knew better, a Krath High Priestess
Trusted an old friend
Now I won't be there for this fight, to lead us

You lose some and win some
But the outcome is income
First Clan wants it all and then some
But this tragedy dims their lights some

I'm not losing my mind 'bout what ain't mine
I just keep hearin' about reprisal through the grapevine
This hate is just jealousy and love at the same time
But this drama aint as good as this rhyme

Written with Spenserian stanza

the death was swift and fast
futures have laid waste to the past

both clans are seeking the truth of familia
why the death by Wuntila

Telona was a master, a mistress of the dark
the death of her echos, the bit of the shark

together they have to rise above all
together, the dark lord will fall