THE WALL SPEAKS

From Ullem Bay to the shores of the dawn, we weave our song through stone and mortar, we sing our will to strengthen and bind. We shield the lands from ancient dark. We are the bulwark of the Ages. We stand sentry day and night, through storm and winter, and freeze and thaw.

From Ullem Bay to the shores of dawn, we weave our song in harmony for we are one.

We are broken.

From Ullem Bay to—

Losing rhythm.

We shield the lands—

Broken. Lost. Despair.

Hear us! Help us! Heal us!

Do not trust him.

We do not trust. We forbid him passage.