On the wedding day, all came bearing gifts Including matching tridents, bestowed by Pixlriffs The Pixandrian nomad known as the Copper King Who wandered 'round the world, trading just about anything But one uninvited guest had descended on the church To cast infernal darkness from upon his lofty perch Xornoth was a demon, hell-bent on destruction Intent on cloaking kingdoms with his blood-red corruptions So now we must part from our tale of romance To follow the pace of a diabolical dance