Verse 1 From the shadows of Oblivion, where the stars align, The Daedric Princes whisper, in tongues divine. Through the realms of chaos, their power does flow, In Skyrim’s cold winds, their seeds they sow. Chorus Whispers of the Oblivion Lords, Binding souls with ancient chords. From Azura's glow to Mehrunes’ blade, In their grasp, mortal fates are weighed. Verse 2 Molag Bal’s chains rattle, breaking the will, Boethiah’s treachery seeks blood to spill. Sheogorath laughs in his maddened glee, While Hircine’s hunt calls beneath the moonlit sea. Chorus Whispers of the Oblivion Lords, Binding souls with ancient chords. From Azura's glow to Mehrunes’ blade, In their grasp, mortal fates are weighed. Bridge In the heart of Nirn, the devout kneel low, To bargain with beings who ebb and flow. Through fear and favor, their pacts are made, Forever ensnared in the Daedric parade. Chorus Whispers of the Oblivion Lords, Binding souls with ancient chords. From Azura's glow to Mehrunes’ blade, In their grasp, mortal fates are weighed. Outro Beware the whispers, sweet and sly, Of Daedric Lords, in the night they lie. For a mortal’s soul is a fleeting prize, In Oblivion’s grasp, eternity cries.
