The Scepter Of MightnnI ran with the windnNorthward, the perpetual icenI found a valleynA massive gashnnSeagulls guided me from the skynThen I met the icenThen I found the seanA storm arose from the deep wavesnnA secret of the scepter of mightnAncient Gods now etched through menThe trail went into the icenDeeply towards it's frozen corennThere it stood, forever unmovingnFollowed a crack and the flowing waternDown towards the blue I wanderednThe ice in my veins, for ten daysnnThere was a cave, a ghostly chambernIn the middle of the cave he stoodnWhich the deep has conjured from the light of starsnThe mighty warrior of the voidnnFrom his frozen hand I atenA spear from an endless placenA cry, a rumble from the blade of the spearnThe spire of might with a row of starsnnThousands of steps towards the the surfacenFrom the depths I once again arosenNow the grin of my snout will not be extinguishednA battle now beckons, soon all will be finished.nn