Lyrium sings to those who can hear it. Others it simply drives mad.
Sylaise, whose heat rivals Elgar’nan’s light.
Sylaise, whose temples rival Mythal’s cities.
Sylaise, whose breath rivals Andruil’s spear.
Sylaise, whose skill rivals June’s craft.
Sylaise, whose fire cannot be quenched.
We give ourselves gladly to your service.
—Heard from lyrium spider blood
Elgar’nan, Wrath and Thunder,
Give us glory.
Give us victory, over the Earth that shakes our cities.
Strike the usurpers with your lightning.
Burn the ground under your gaze.
Bring Winged Death against those who throw down our work
—Heard from red lyrium dagger