The Siege of Madrigal

All draw out your bows and blades,

Meet the Dark's cold stare.

Stand firm upon the city walls,

Resist touch of despair.

…

For this is the time of spring,

A time of growth and life.

The Dark has no place in the West,

Beat back the reach of night.

…

Men and dwarves and fir'bolg too,

All must fight as one.

For the Armies of the Dark are near,

The Siege of Madrigal's begun.