No! Destruction came from north!
Were not strong enough the city walls,
To hold,to block,
To undo the violence of innoncent people.
Plans within plans, scars of elven,
Signs of minstrel carved on steel of
Dark intruders laying waste,
To an innoncent lumber town.
So then the village fell.
Just in front of holiest king
Of their own kind wise and brave.
Human reinforcements was too late.
But noble king saw the slaughter
Within lust and tears.
Storms of men turned towards the forest
For justice at their sake.
To make elven pay for their deeds!
No! Blood rained from the skies!
Only one messenger arrived
To warn crystal king the old.
Alliance was broken. What a joke?
Elven armies couldn't stand
Any chance to save the land.
Battle was near attack inevitable
But they'll fight until the end.
So royal bishop opened his arms;
A white fog fell down from the skies.
Arrows of elven launched to nowhere.
Blade tornados twirled the elfland...
But the agonizing force of nature
Cannot be undone,
Elven heart and forest might,
Won't give up on such a night;
But before any fight under the banner of
Brave and lustful elven king!
No! Gods turned their faces down,
Witnessing shame on ages of peace;
But with a little spark of hope,
Messengers of holy alliance appeared.
Summoning the old spirits of wisdom
Whom could only show the truth,
That the world is only but deceived
By dark lords of dalaran.
So within minutes war was over,
Just for another one to begin.
By lord of wind's valorous men
And leadership of forest elves.
So a reborn alliance
Marched on wastelands.
Hasted by wizards, lauded by bards!
They had suprises in their minds
For the northern dark lords...