Take heed, all of you. Hear these words and consider the works of the gods.
Trial will come to you who reach, and then worse still the sky will be taken from you. Your desire will give you the world, and rob your soul.

Rises the Black Sun from beneath, as it was foretold.
I've seen it, a vision. I've been shown, our trial yet to come.
The keeper and her opal tears. Our bounty in the clutches of damnation, crowned in ruby and gold.