Ciryc, maan sur'haaise be ve'vut
shekemi anay shaad
kyramla sa kad
su cuy ner shi dral morut

akaani tracyn bal carud
solus gaancy
ori'suumiyc
ne'tra beskaryc kyramud

Su kaysh cuy ner shi choruk
o'r sho'cye be vhekad
o'r vurel shaadla haat
ner shi ruusanyc buruk

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cold hard eyes of gold
following every motion
deadly as a blade
still are my only strong haven

fighting fire and smoke
single handedly
over the top
black-armoured killer

yet he is my only stone
in this ocean of sand
in this ever-moving truth
only reliable danger