We sail through hell, the king at our prow Seeking the peace, our king he did vow Land we beheld, the isles we found And so on for the future, we ran aground The isles were kinder than we could have thought We traded what little of goods that we brought But kindness is not what the Old Ikolf sought We took to the land, sea, and stone that we wrought The prideful King Skati, we thought was our guide But like any leader, the monster, he lied Were it not for the locals, their magical heart The island, the people, they all did their parts ♪ They took the promise away from us And turned our homes to crumbling dust That's why we came first, and why we return The isles don't want us, they've sent us to burn So we curse the children who learned how to stay They celebrate peace, unwitting today Little do they see the game that they play The future of Makolf is turning to grey