And therein came the cry -
"our faith hath shattered, and now we fall."
They fled the castle and it's wall
Forever lost to the holy name.

Alas, but I remain.

'Tis now that many years have passed.
'Tis Now that is sung the twisted song,
A taint of the holy name so fond.
Read the relic, the book of old:

My whisper of truth has not been so bold.