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[Verse 1]
In the emerald deeps where the shadows breathe
And the sunlight falls like a gossamer weave
Two figures move where the wild roots crawl
One is the silence... and one is the call

The forest breathes out and the world holds still
For the hunters come with a dual will
Their eyes hold the dusk and the dawn's first ray
They are the price that the trespassers pay

[Chorus]
Oh Naestra... Arahan... the hunt is begun!
Sisters of Twilight... beneath the pale sun!
One guides the arrow... one feels them fear
Their laughter is the wind... their judgment severe

Through the gloom of the woods... through the star-speckled sky
They are the talon... they are the eye
For the spirit of Loren... for the ancient accord
They speak for the wild... with bow and with sword!

[Verse 2]
Upon Ceithin-Har the great dragon's breath
They ride through the forest... through life and through death
Arahan strikes like the lightning's glare
With a feral joy and a hateful prayer

But Naestra watches... serene and cold
Weighing the worth of a story untold
One is the fury... one is the grace
Two souls reflected in time and in space

[Chorus]
Oh Naestra... Arahan... the hunt is begun!
Sisters of Twilight... beneath the pale sun!
One guides the arrow... one feels them fear
Their laughter is the wind... their judgment severe

Through the gloom of the woods... through the star-speckled sky
They are the talon... they are the eye
For the spirit of Loren... for the ancient accord
They speak for the wild... with bow and with sword!

[Bridge]
They are the thorn... and they are the rose
The peace of the grave... the strike of the foe
If you hear their song... on the evening air
Hide your face... and beware... beware!

For the wood has a memory... long and deep
And the Wardens of Twilight... never sleep
They are the echo... of a world long gone
The final verse... of a forgotten song

[Chorus]
Oh Naestra... Arahan... the hunt is done!
Sisters of Twilight... beneath the fading sun!
One weaves the laurel... one writes the rune
Under the light... of the winter moon

Back into the shadows... into the deep
While the forest its sacred vigil will keep
For the spirit of Loren... for the ancient accord
They are the silence...
(Slow down)
And the sword...

[Outro]
(Whispered, fading)
Naestra... Arahan...
The wood remembers...
The hunt goes on...
Forever...
(A single bird call... then silence)