It’s all come down to this Your first chance to stumble Your last chance to miss There won’t be no next time This is all there is left The sea won’t stop rising So just hold your breath You can’t give up now You can’t run and hide There is no escape Your caught in the tide Its all come down to this Your first chance to stumble Your last chance to miss Is there time enough to wonder Is there time enough to worry Is there time enough to question Everything Where’s this all gonna lead Does it stop when they’re broken Does it end when they bleed Do the drums keep on beating Do the horns ever cease Is there too much momentum To ever know peace We take two steps forward But don’t take one back Charging ahead We fly off the track Where’s this all gonna lead Does it stop when they’re broken Does it end when they bleed Is there time enough to wonder Is there time enough to worry Is there time enough to question Everything

Edwin is a man of principle Keeps his nose clean And he tows the line Never known to do anything unusual Works everyday Always on time Lives by himself in a house in the suburbs Outside the city Of buffalo Takes his meals at the kitchen table Every once in a while Sees a picture show Spends his nights in front of a monitor Basking in the glory Of online fame GM of the best guild on the server From Stormwind to Orgrimar They know him by name Running noobs through dungeons, running flags in the Gulch A toon for every resource and trade in the game A Hero for the Horde In the arena Top DPS hunter when in a raid Edwin the Undying, the Awakened, the Lightbringer Crusader, Starcaller The titles go on Realm firsts in Blackwing, Molten Core and Karazhan Sunwell, Hyjal And Magtheridon Epic loots a plenty and mounts by the dozens He’s seen so much content His achievements abound Exalted reputation with the factions that count Tamed every exotic His feats are renowned R1 since S1 tiers 4, 5 and 6 A Gladiator born On the Arena floor He’ll PWN you in Lordaeron and bleed you in the Ring LOS you in the Sewers As the tears start to pour Never sits ratings he cues every night 3800 At the top of the page Face him enough times you’ll slide down the ladder GGs then QQ And quit out of rage

Out from the Origin the Highstorm comes and With it come the Dreams The Desolations have returned Heralds no where to be seen The Blackthorn sees the visions clear Dawnchant tumbles from his lips Did the one called Honor truly die Or is it into madness that he slips Five years ago the Truthless one Killed the Alethi king on a night of peace The war began with spoken oath Till vengeance comes we will not cease Stormblessed sits inside a cage A slave now though he used to fight Riding to the Shattered Plains While Wind Spren dance all through the night Bridgemen running to their deaths Small sacrifice to win the war Stormblessed vows to find a way To save the men who run Bridge 4 We Speak to the Rhythms Our songs will tell you who we are We Speak to the Rhythms A history that runs so deep We Speak to the Rhythms A form for peace a form for war We speak to the Rhythms A song to laugh a song to weep We Speak to the Rhythms We hid from gods long ago We Speak to the Rhythms From power that must not return We Speak to the Rhythms Gavilar had to die We Speak to the Rhythms His plan was for Roshar to burn In the City of Bells Brightness Davar Seeks wardship with the heretic The plan to save her house and home Becomes the jam that makes her sick Drowning in a sea of spheres Saved by hands that know betrayal Pattern spins upon the floor Brightness will soon don the Veil Truthless roams across the land Spreading fear and sowing death Oathstone bound he soon will serve The one who harvests dying breaths Judged by the Highstorm, Kaladin lays Stormlight drained from every sphere Down in the chasms Bridge 4 trains Seeking freedom through the spear The visions still come with the Storms The countdowns written on the wall Sadeas plots the Blackthorn’s death The Tower's where he'll see him fall We Speak to the Rhythms Our song will tell you who we are We Speak to the Rhythms A history that runs so deep We Speak to the Rhythms A form for peace a form for war We speak to the Rhythms A song to laugh a song to weep We Speak to the Rhythms We hear the rhythms of Roshar We Speak to the Rhythms As we fight out on the Plains We Speak to the Rhythms Sweeping Shards, burning eyes We Speak to the Rhythms Our songs will be all that remain Stormblessed goes from slave to Knight Although his torments linger still On his shoulders Syl alights The Bond was formed through spoken will Bridge 4 freed by the Blackthorn's Shard Oathbringer now in Sadeas' hands Questioned why the Dalinar says A priceless sword for priceless men Truthless hears the cries of men His actions haunt him day and night To the Oathstone his will is bound Denied a choice he still must fight From a shipwreck to the Shattered Plains Brightness learns to weave the Light In the Warcamps she must find a way To become the little knife Veil hunts with broken men The Ghostbloods put her on the trail A shrouded past slowly revealed A fathers face growing pale We Speak to the Rhythms We wear the ancient Forms again We speak to the Rhythms Though one of us desires more We speak to the Rhythms Secrets spoken by a spren We speak to the Rhythms The storm we bring will end the war We speak to the Rhythms A Form of power we must find We speak to the Rhythms To call upon the Everstorm We speak to the Rhythms Clouded heart and clouded mind We speak to the Rhythms Soon the Fused will be reborn Assassins fill the Warcamps now The Diagram says it's time to strike The Sons of Honor plotting still Slowly pushing down the spike The Blackthorn seeks to win the war In 3 days time countdown ends Moash stalking Elhokar A broken oath seeks to mend Truthless flies to the Shattered Plains The killer of kings seeks one more death No longer Truthless, Szeth now sees His madness grows with every breath Highprinces march the Shattered Plains The Vengeance Pact will be fulfilled The Weeping starts, the constant rain Will wash away the blood that's spilled The Blackthorn fights a losing war The Everstorm and the Highstorm clash Urithiru standing tall Knights Radiant have returned at last We Speak to the Rhythms We wear the ancient Forms again We speak to the Rhythms Though one of us desires more We speak to the Rhythms Secrets spoken by a spren We speak to the Rhythms The storm we bring will end the war We speak to the Rhythms Listeners we named ourselves We speak to the Rhythms But Listeners we are no more We speak to the Rhythms Bodies bearing ancient souls We speak to the Rhythms For Odium we will endure

Some things never get old Some things never feel new Some stories never get told No matter What you do It’s times like these that worry me It’s times like those I miss It’s times like these that shouldn’t be Yet these times still exist I don’t spend time thinking about what coulda been And I’ll never know what will be It’s enough just handling the state I’m in Trying to get shade from a dying tree It isn’t what it once was But it ain’t much better People still shouting from the rooftops Hammers breaking chains but the minds still fettered They’re opening with Kings Gambit Time to decline or take the Pawn Can’t rely on the dark square bishop He just got hung on the castle lawn You can’t listen when no one’s talking You can’t speak when you got no voice You can’t see when there’s no clarity You can’t choose when you got no choice I know it sucks feeling burned out I know it sucks feeling helpless I know it sucks when you’re running with no place to go You feel stuck but were gonna get through this When you're in the minority Your words don’t seem to count Just sit back and defer to authority The Legend grows with each account I must admit, half of me wants this But the other half don’t Dichotomy is my existence Sink the ship so we all can float Now nothing really makes sense But we still reap what we sow Irresponsibility, greed and misery How do you make your garden grow I know it sucks feeling burned out I know it sucks feeling helpless And it sucks to say I told you so And it sucks that they’re gonna shelf this