The Fall of Cintra
What my endeavors did yield Across the Temarian Fields In the swamps of Redania These lands ruled by hysteria In the hearts of these evil men Hatred for those not of their kin Do not question where I have been Blood stains the streets of Blaviken And fear not what dwells in the night Monsters from men, brought into light Renfri lays dead, cold at my feet Her blood slicks this cobblestone street The crowd gathers casting their stones The Witcher is again alone
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
This sleeping village This dark, cold, damp tomb Vampiric Hunger Sanguine fiaxation Hiding the bodies And draining their blood Hide in your towers Bar the city gates Summon the White Wolf His sum paid in gold Prefaced with potions With steel blade in hand He descends to the crypt To vanquish our beast Dubhenn haern am glândeal, morc'h am fhean aiesin And in the morning A red sun will rise Hallowed ground bloodied The monster defeated Vampire’s head in his hands Va Fáill, Gwynbleidd
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Many tears have I shed For you find me torn, Between fate's winding paths Is it destined Love? Or a desperate wish? So am I selfish, is this love truly real? My empress, my sorceress, my temptress, Beauty in the night For I could not love a world that cast us both aside, To never know the light of violet eyes, Or how they burn with the fire of an Obsidian Star exploding How perilous these twists of fate And how tragic a love we have And by the blood that stains my blade I am bound to you forever My queen, my light, my dearest friend, If there's anything left but grief It's this fated love that still burns Our fire burns, the fire of an Obsidian star exploding
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026
Flames Across the Yaruga And Nilfgaard is at your gates Swordsmen and Archers coming With their banners draped in Black The Queen failed at Marnadel and her Husband paid the price To quench the thirst of blackened tongues The blood of Cintra will suffice With certain death before us Carried on the Raven's wings The war has reached our city Remember the better things Mages and a Spy's betrayal Turn the castle to a crypt Suicide, Self-Sacrifice Turn the blade back on yourself There's no sign of an exit Young Cirilla must escape Calanthe, Queen of Cintra Calanthe, the Queen of Shit
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 21, 2026