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Beautiful and proud <br /> | Beautiful and proud,<br /> | ||
The ruler of the | The ruler of the Undercity—<br /> | ||
Vatyra was her name <br /> | Vatyra was her name.<br /> | ||
She was feared and desired | She was feared and desired. | ||
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Beggars, thieves, and murderers <br /> | Beggars, thieves, and murderers<br /> | ||
Were falling at her feet.<br /> | |||
As mistress of the castaways <br /> | As mistress of the castaways,<br /> | ||
She was worshiped and revered. | |||
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Vintage wine and silken cloth,<br /> | |||
Jewelry and Tongue of Gods—<br /> | |||
Any loot and contraband<br /> | |||
Were passing through her hands. | |||
Bribe, deceit, and robbery—<br /> | |||
Bribe, deceit and | No means too vile or foul for her!<br /> | ||
The art of crime she mastered<br /> | |||
The art of crime she mastered | Like no one ever had! | ||
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Beautiful and proud <br /> | Beautiful and proud,<br /> | ||
The ruler of the | The ruler of the Undercity—<br /> | ||
When the night closed in <br /> | When the night closed in,<br /> | ||
she stayed sleepless until dawn | she stayed sleepless until dawn. | ||
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Men, Aeterna, | Men, Aeterna, beasts—<br /> | ||
they visited her chamber | they visited her chamber.<br /> | ||
Anyone who quaffed and knew no shame<br /> | Anyone who quaffed and knew no shame<br /> | ||
Could join her feasts. | |||
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Her heart was empty, cold, and sore,<br /> | |||
Yet she craved for more and more,<br /> | |||
So little virtue left in her<br /> | |||
And nothing left to lose. | |||
No matter who attended her, <br /> | No matter who attended her, <br /> | ||
she raised her chalice in the air. <br /> | she raised her chalice in the air. <br /> | ||
Anyone could fill it, <br /> | Anyone could fill it, <br /> | ||
her thirst would never cease. | her thirst would never cease. | ||
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Beautiful and proud <br /> | Beautiful and proud,<br /> | ||
The ruler of the | The ruler of the Undercity—<br /> | ||
Her sinful womb bore fruit <br /> | Her sinful womb bore fruit,<br /> | ||
and horror grew along. | and horror grew along. | ||
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The healers had no remedy | The healers had no remedy.<br /> | ||
No one could prevent | No one could prevent<br /> | ||
Confinement and delivery <br /> | Confinement and delivery<br /> | ||
Before the moon had waned. | |||
Two monsters grew beneath her heart,<br /> | |||
Two monsters grew beneath her heart, <br /> | Her body, it was torn apart,<br /> | ||
Her body, it was torn apart, <br /> | The goat-heads stilled their hunger<br /> | ||
The | With their mother's torn remains! | ||
And anyone who was around<br /> | |||
And anyone who was around <br /> | Was killed and stomped into the ground.<br /> | ||
And ever since, the Vatyrs<br /> | |||
And ever since the Vatyrs <br /> | Are tainting our world!<br /> | ||
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Revision as of 00:22, 12 January 2026
The Song of the Vatyrs is one of the Bard Songs in Enderal. It tells the tale of Vatyra, the Undercity resident who gave birth to the Vatyrs.
Lyrics
Beautiful and proud,
The ruler of the Undercity—
Vatyra was her name.
She was feared and desired.
Beggars, thieves, and murderers
Were falling at her feet.
As mistress of the castaways,
She was worshiped and revered.
Vintage wine and silken cloth,
Jewelry and Tongue of Gods—
Any loot and contraband
Were passing through her hands.
Bribe, deceit, and robbery—
No means too vile or foul for her!
The art of crime she mastered
Like no one ever had!
Beautiful and proud,
The ruler of the Undercity—
When the night closed in,
she stayed sleepless until dawn.
Men, Aeterna, beasts—
they visited her chamber.
Anyone who quaffed and knew no shame
Could join her feasts.
Her heart was empty, cold, and sore,
Yet she craved for more and more,
So little virtue left in her
And nothing left to lose.
No matter who attended her,
she raised her chalice in the air.
Anyone could fill it,
her thirst would never cease.
Beautiful and proud,
The ruler of the Undercity—
Her sinful womb bore fruit,
and horror grew along.
The healers had no remedy.
No one could prevent
Confinement and delivery
Before the moon had waned.
Two monsters grew beneath her heart,
Her body, it was torn apart,
The goat-heads stilled their hunger
With their mother's torn remains!
And anyone who was around
Was killed and stomped into the ground.
And ever since, the Vatyrs
Are tainting our world!
Authorship
- Music and lyrics by Frank Bartholomai
