Shadows Through Aftane

From the docks of Adaba where the lanterns burn low, Where the merchant ships gather and the warm sea winds blow, We left the harbor behind with the moon overhead, Following secret paths through the dunes out ahead. Across the sleeping desert, Through the whispering sand, A handful of shadows Crossing forbidden land. Beyond Adaban shores, Where desert winds devour, The Fortress Palace rises high, Seat of Lion Throne's power. The Red Guards walk the battlements, The Red Guards guard the gate, Watching every traveler, Watching every crate. Seven Kings rule Aftane, Blind unto the coming bane. Khirdai's Chosen guard the land, While shadows move through sea and sand. Dancing through the dunes. Silver knives and crimson fire, The prize is coming soon. Never leave a name. By the time the dawn arrives, Only legends will remain. Down beneath the palace, Through forgotten stone, Where the wealth of Seven Kings Lies hidden and unknown. There it burned before us Like a captured crimson star, The Red Gem of Aftane, Renowned near and far. One touch— One breath— One chance to make it ours. Alarm bells split the silence, Red banners filled the sky, The Red Guards flooded corridors As the thieves slipped by. Through moonlit interior, Valleys carved by wind'n'sand, To the distant Adaban shore, With the jewel in hand. The Seven Kings sent riders, Their finest horsemen wide, But the dunes conceal their secrets From those who chase with pride. Dancing through the dunes. Silver knives and crimson fire, The prize is coming soon. Hear the desert sing. The Red Gem's gone forever now, Stolen from the kings. Never leave a name. By the time the dawn arrives, Only legends will remain.