Hidden within Elsweyr
in a colossal vault of stone
a Demon Weapon, waiting
lies stagnant and alone
Rumors of the power
to dominate in war
have led to foolish schemers
unlocking the dread door
The mystic key
that set the Dovah free
Wrathstone, Wrathstone
Released the dragons on our home
Thunderous pinions pound the air
Fire rains from the sky
Villages are turned to cinder
As the monstrous creatures fly
Ash is mingled with the sand
While the dark smoke billows high
Putrid stench of burning flesh,
All hope begins to die
Begins to die
Fus Ro Dah
Rii Vaaz Zol
Krii Lun Aus
Yol Toor Shul
Emerging from the distant blaze
The Dragonguard have been re-formed
Their weapons and their wits honed sharp
Sounding the Dragon Horn
A behemoth shrieks as he falls
crashing to the ashen ground
His enemies carve in his skull
As he retches his last dying sound
Ballista bolts tear through wings
Swords and magic slash and spark
Launched arrows, piercing
One by one they hit their mark
The dragons’ hatred turns to rage
Fiercely they cleave and bite
Limbs are ripped by rending jaws
And bodies cruelly set alight
Khajiit and outsider alike
Stand fast against their foes
For Alkosh’s will is with them
they do not fight alone
Fight alone
The mystic key
that set the Dovah free
Wrathstone, Wrathstone
Released the dragons on our home
The Black Beast, Laatvulon
Greatest of his kin
Descends from above to face
The Lunar Champion
Clad in the helm of the Dragon King
The Champion stands firm
And empowered by the God of Time
Ends the foul wyvern
As they watch their leader fall
The dragons turn to flee
Bright moons shine upon this day
The Dragonguard shouts victory