Guild Wars 2

The Elder Dragon Verses

Destroyer force, to crush the weak
Forcing dwarven fate
Next awoke in Shiverpeaks
With summoned Claw to crush the meek
Even Norn, were forced to seek
A more, southern, take

Ice will creak, in trouble, deep
Forgotten force ensure
Dreaded thoughts and troubled dreams
Silent nights of stifled screams
Destiny, remains unseen
A Glint of hope endures

A call to arms, heroic souls
Races join as one
Orders band, to dragon bane
Sally forth without refrain
A battle cry in Jenna’s name
The struggle has begun

Branded life falls in sway
Friendly forces turn
Heroes rise and heroes fall
Bleak is future’s hope

Battles ebb, companions die
Serpent reign in darkened sky
Risen laugh and widows cry
Malice shall deny

In The Jungle

Night doth breed with fast contempt
Beneath the jungle soil
An Inquest failed experiment
For knowledge search with evil bent
Spewing forth from containment
And rend reactor coil

Branches creak, ‘ware troubles deep
Blossoms bloom as foul
Nightmare vines like spider snare
Odious stench of stagnant air
Merging to a dream nightmare
And taint Sylvari bough

Another rears its scaly crown
A plague of dragon scorn
And with a look of vile distain
A glimpse of woe without refrain
Dealing death in Elder’s name
Forsaken and forlorn

Time stands still, relief, no sound
Prior fear it pales
Flesh crawls as bones chill
Fickle the wurm turns

Many folk shall fear to tread
Distorted life and risen dead
Sanity, has duly fled
Rivers running red

Beneath The Waves

Within the depths, Unending Sea
Corruption’s schemes take hold
For tenfold score, forgotten deeds
Sprouting husk of hellion seed
And with the whim of Elder freed
Tyrian fate unfolds

Timbers creak, ‘ware troubles deep
Crystal waters turn
From icy keep in lost profound
Disgorging forth without a sound
Tentacle horror, unknown abound
Life of Freemen spurn

Prick of needles under skin
On the neck it stands
Forgotten fear of human kin
Bubbles up from depths within
Puckered hands and slimy skin
Adulterated Lands

Chaos reigns, as panic wells
Presence dark invades
Sickly sweet like rotted meat
Sanity refrains

Pustules ooze corruption flows
Masses sloughing as it grows
Whispered cry, your mind it goes
The Elder Beast, oh god… It knows