[INTRO — URSHILAKU CAMP, ASH WIND, NO BEAT] [DEVIL — DEEP GRAVELLY SPOKEN] Alright, got the Lost Prophecies. Broke Mehra out of that floating prison. Tell me I'm chosen so I can go home. [NIBANI MAESA — ELDERLY FEMALE, CALM] Leave the writings with me. I must dream on them. Return when the moons have passed. [DEVIL] ...You need a NAP to read a BOOK? [WIND FADES, BEAT DROPS — DIRTY 90s HORRORCORE] [VERSE 1 — LAID-BACK GRAVELLY RAP] Slept in the ash, came back to the tent, Wise woman looks like she knows where I've been. Says, "Seven trials, outlander, and you've passed the first two, Foreign-born, corprus cured, it all fits you." I said, "Two out of seven? That's a hell of a start, Nearly died twice, ain't got a reward!" She sends me to Sul-Matuul, man, here we go again, Last time his daddy's ghost wanted me dead. He says, "Prove yourself a warrior. Kogoruhn's where you go. Bring three tokens from the Sixth House below." A House Dagoth cup, corprus weepings, Shadow Shield, I stare at the list like, "Are you for real?" [HOOK — HARD RAPPED CHANT] SEVEN TRIALS! WHAT THE FUCK?! Every time I get ahead, they raise it up! ASH IN MY LUNGS! BLOOD ON MY BLADE! They want three nasty souvenirs from a cursed old place! ONE MORE TEST! ONE MORE TRIP! I'm the chosen fucking one, but I can't skip shit! [VERSE 2 — DIRTY BOUNCING RAP] Head southeast through the wasteland, Red Mountain on the rise, Kogoruhn stares back with empty eyes. First dome, cult priest talking crazy, here we go, Dropped the bastard, saw a cup with a Sixth House logo. Grabbed the cup, found weepings by a filthy old urn, Don't wanna touch it, stomach doing turns. Corprus beast in the hallway, half dissolved, Beat that disease once; round two? Not involved! Down through ancient halls, hit a dead end, swear, Check my journal, map, then the stairs. Waterway, lava tunnel, getting deeper underground, Something big is breathing and I don't like that sound. [BEAT CUT — DISTANT BELLS] [DEVIL — WHISPER] This place smells like disease and bad decisions. ...Why do I keep volunteering for this shit? [VERSE 3 — TENSE QUICKER FLOW] Ash vampire standing there, fire in his hands, Came for a shield, not another demon fan! He swings, I dodge, health drops, potion down the throat, Fighting for a shield—should've stayed on that boat! Through the Bleeding Heart, past the glowing lava red, Found the Shadow Shield by Dagoth Morin's resting bed. Cup, weepings, shield, that's three, Now how the fuck do I get out? This dungeon swallowed me! Back at the camp, I lay the trophies at his feet, Sul-Matuul nods, like he expected me. Then he gives me a RIDDLE instead of a location, Who the fuck designed this operation?! [SUL-MATUUL — DEEP MALE SPOKEN] Seek the Cavern of the Incarnate. The needle, the wind's teeth, the pearl's pale skin. The star will open what daylight hides. [DEVIL — SPOKEN] ...You couldn't just MARK MY FUCKING MAP?! [HOOK — BIGGER BASS, HARD RAPPED] SEVEN TRIALS! WHAT THE FUCK?! Got the cup, got the shield, still ain't done enough! ROCKS IN THE WIND! SIGNS IN THE SKY! Every answer's another damn mountain to climb! ONE MORE TEST! ONE MORE TRIP! If destiny needs directions, it can find its shit! [VERSE 4 — OMINOUS STORY RAP] Asked around the camp, got the Valley of the Wind, Two stone teeth at the entrance, so I wander in. White-tipped spire, doorway in the stone, But the thing won't open, so I wait there all alone. At sunset strange light cuts the dust, Stone door slides aside. Knew I could trust— Nah, fuck that, I guessed. Timing worked fine, Walked into the cavern, saw a ring in the shrine. Moon-and-Star in Azura's hands, ghosts along the walls, Past incarnates standing silent like they know I'm gonna fall. Reached for the ring, felt a shiver through my bones, Azura's voice rolled through the stone. [AZURA — OTHERWORLDLY FEMALE, SPOKEN] You have claimed Moon-and-Star. The trials ahead will unite the Houses and the tribes. [BEAT STOPS] [DEVIL — STUNNED, SPOKEN] Hold on... the ring didn't kill me? So I really AM the Nerevarine? [LOW LAUGH, BASS RETURNS] Heh... heh... holy shit. [OUTRO — DEEP HALF-SPOKEN RAP] Started on a prison ship, now I wear a dead king's ring, Got monsters on the mountain, prophecy to bring. Three Great Houses, four tribes, everybody wants a say, I'm the Devil Death, motherfucker—guess I'm running this campaign. [DEVIL — SPOKEN, BEAT FADES] Wait. THREE HOUSES? FOUR TRIBES? You mean I gotta convince SEVEN more groups?! ...Somebody get Caius back here. [EVIL LAUGH, CLIFF RACER SCREECH]
