Far from the Golden Fields,
Children of the Empire
Wander to rebuild their Home…
Carrying the Crested Shields,
Searching for friendly Pyre
To find rest and set out to roam.
Within the lands of shadows,
Where no human mind dares to venture,
There they roam the cursed lands.
Sons and Daughters of the Rose
Lost to fights centuries old, but together.
Searching to return to golden sands.