The Silver Tower on the shores of Totensee
The Silver Tower on the shores of Totensee
Where the plains of the heathens meets waves of an inland see, lies a town. A town named for the son of Krim. Not Livare, the soulless, but His second son.
Majahi Hamare Majahi!
In the name of Yoham they built a tower of pure silver. There it stands tall on the shores, shining ever gray!
Hail that monk ancién! He who danced with death! Yoham! You have grown old!
Ayem Ayem Ohm!
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