Il’zhath Ka Thios’kan

A song in which the civilization of Thios is described—a warrior civilization yet simultaneously devoted to art. Midway through the song, an alien speaking in an unknown language appears.

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Beneath twin moons, the forges roar,
Crafting wonders on Thios’ shore.
Structures rise where dreams ignite,
A realm of vision, born of might.
Marble towers kiss the sky,
Where echoes sing and spirits fly.
A dance of fire, a tale retold,
Immortal art in forms of gold.
Thios, where the fires blaze,
Through storms of time, their legacy stays.
A harmony of strength and grace,
In every shape, a timeless trace.
Each creation, a whispered song,
A vibrant rhythm, deep and strong.
The winds of Thios carry their cries,
In vaulted halls where beauty lies.
The endless plains reflect their art,
Each design, a beating heart.
A symphony of stone and air,
Their presence felt, their spirit there.
Under the skies where shadows spread,
Crafting futures in hues of red.
Art from flame, and life from lore,
A cycle endless, forever more.
Ka’rak thyn dorath…
Il’zhath ka thios’kan…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Zor’mak tirakh l’vash…
Thios, where the fires blaze,
Through storms of time, their legacy stays.
A harmony of strength and grace,
In every shape, a timeless trace.
Echoes linger, carved in time,
Marks of Thios, sublime, divine.
Their legacy, both fierce and bright,
A world of wonder, in endless night.