"Warriors fight in blood drenched sand, Upon this hill they make their stand. Thunder rolls across the plain. The lingering cry of the forgotten slain. Moving through the night. A somber cry. Victory. A somber cry. History. Mighty Lord Jair leading the way. Turning the night time into day. The Staff of Ages, made by a sage. The Warlock Lord melts in his rage. Imprisoned in the light. A rousing cry. Victory! A rousing cry. History!"