Forged in a pit of fire I never fled,
Where serpents hiss and savages roar.
Though I reaped them all with bloodied hands,
Bit in the hunt— my soul turned to war

The venom corrupted my helm—
But dared to touch my realm.
The flames still chain me, burning me slow,
Yet I hold the scorch- waiting for the skies to cry

- Niko Randeni