(Verse 1 – The Whispered Doom of Nuln) In the depths where shadows call, Upon the winds of death’s cruel thrall, A raven queen in ashen grace, With hollow eyes and veil-laced face. Steel and sorrow, cold embrace, She walks where mortals dare not trace. The Black Swan flies, her wings unfurled, A specter feared by all the world. (Chorus – The Rise of the Black Swan) Rise, rise, on wings of night, Through mist and war, a spectral sight. The Black Swan calls, the dead obey, The tolling bell, their last ballet. (Verse 2 – The Mistress of Death and War) From Nuln’s high spires to graveyard keep, She wakes the ones who do not sleep. No blade can cut, no spell can bind, A soul entwined with death’s design. The Reaper’s voice, the sorrows call, A queen who walks beyond death’s pall. The chill of dusk upon her breath, A kiss that brings eternal rest. (Chorus – The Tolling of the Bell) Rise, rise, on wings of night, Through mist and war, a spectral sight. The Black Swan calls, the dead obey, The tolling bell, their last ballet. (Bridge – The Curse of the Black Swan) No morning light shall touch her brow, No mortal fate shall break her vow. Bound to ruin, bound to fate, Forever lost, yet never late. The Empire whispers, the legends fade, But still she walks, in sorrow’s shade. No grave will hold, no prayer will save, The Black Swan glides above the grave. (Final Chorus – The Eternal Queen of Death) Rise, rise, on wings of night, Through mist and war, a spectral sight. The Black Swan calls, the dead obey, The tolling bell, their last ballet.
