Have you ever dreamed
Of traveling the sea?
Then grab a chair and open ears
And listen close to me
First there is the Gygan
With his single watchful eye
He peers into the distance
Over there and farther by
He mourns for all his brothers
Sheds a single bloody tear
Estor killed his kin and all
Within a single year
Next there is the Prisoner
Indeed imprisoned underground
She lives in tortured silence
Her breath the only sound
They dream of sailing through the sea
And flying through the air
But most of all she dreams at night
Of dirt that's always there
The Heart is as it's named
The Warrior no longer
The Centaur hides in fear
While the Ant grows ever stronger
The Twins speak words of law
Always fair and just
So different from their namesakes
Bred of chaos, hate, and lust
And then there is the Trickster,
The wiliest of them all.
Tricks are needed, yes indeed
To face these angry maws.
And don't forget the Queen
Moving people like they're pawns
Fitting she should hold
The one who sailed before the dawn
And last there is the Bard
The greatest, you can see
He records the acts of men,
Dictated by the three.
So there you have it friends,
The words by which we sail.
But do not tread beyond the gulf,
Where only storms prevail.
Of traveling the sea?
Then grab a chair and open ears
And listen close to me
First there is the Gygan
With his single watchful eye
He peers into the distance
Over there and farther by
He mourns for all his brothers
Sheds a single bloody tear
Estor killed his kin and all
Within a single year
Next there is the Prisoner
Indeed imprisoned underground
She lives in tortured silence
Her breath the only sound
They dream of sailing through the sea
And flying through the air
But most of all she dreams at night
Of dirt that's always there
The Heart is as it's named
The Warrior no longer
The Centaur hides in fear
While the Ant grows ever stronger
The Twins speak words of law
Always fair and just
So different from their namesakes
Bred of chaos, hate, and lust
And then there is the Trickster,
The wiliest of them all.
Tricks are needed, yes indeed
To face these angry maws.
And don't forget the Queen
Moving people like they're pawns
Fitting she should hold
The one who sailed before the dawn
And last there is the Bard
The greatest, you can see
He records the acts of men,
Dictated by the three.
So there you have it friends,
The words by which we sail.
But do not tread beyond the gulf,
Where only storms prevail.