(Verse 1: The Red Year Begins) In the fifth year of the fourth Era’s dawn, A tragedy on Vvardenfell was drawn, Vivec, the Warrior-Poet, gone, Leaving the land forlorn. Baar Dau, the moon above, Held by Vivec’s hand of love, With his disappearance, fear did swell, As the Ingenium rose, souls to quell. (Chorus) Red Mountain roars, the sky alight, Vvardenfell lost to endless night, Cities fall and ashes rain, The Red Year marks our endless pain. (Verse 2: The Ingenium’s Fall) Sul, with a heart torn by love’s despair, Destroyed the Ingenium, unaware, The moon fell swift, with furious might, Crushing Vivec City in its flight. Earthquakes trembled, seas did rise, Floods and fires, the people’s cries, Ald'ruhn, Balmora, turned to dust, Gnisis, Sadrith Mora, in ruins thrust. (Chorus) Red Mountain roars, the sky alight, Vvardenfell lost to endless night, Cities fall and ashes rain, The Red Year marks our endless pain. (Bridge) Scorched earth and boiling bay, Scathin waters where shadows play, House Redoran stands strong and proud, Amidst the ash, they’re sorrow-bound. (Verse 3: Argonian Vengeance) Argonian armies from Black Marsh rise, Seeking vengeance for ancient lies, Through southern Morrowind, they did sweep, House Redoran’s defense, a promise to keep. Through ash and fire, they fought with might, Defending kin through endless night, Yet the land was dark, the air was thick, The Red Year’s mark, a wound so sick. (Chorus) Red Mountain roars, the sky alight, Vvardenfell lost to endless night, Cities fall and ashes rain, The Red Year marks our endless pain. (Verse 4: The Aftermath) Now nothing remains but scorched despair, In Vvardenfell, the grief laid bare, The Dunmer mourn their shattered home, In ash and ruin, they roam. House Redoran, their courage bright, Guides the survivors through the night, But the land is lost, covered in ash, A memory of a world now past. (Chorus) Red Mountain roars, the sky alight, Vvardenfell lost to endless night, Cities fall and ashes rain, The Red Year marks our endless pain. (Outro) In the fifth year, the fourth Era's tear, The Dunmer's cries, the Red Year’s fear, A land once proud, now cloaked in grey, The echoes of a brighter day. But through the sorrow, strength is found, In House Redoran, the hope resounds, Though Vvardenfell is lost in flame, The Dunmer spirit shall remain.
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