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To keep evil forever at bay!
And the fiercest foes rout when they hear triumph’s shout,
Woovakhiin, for your blessing we pray!
Hearken now, sons of snow, to an age, long ago,
And the tale, boldly told, of the one!
Who was kin to both wyrm, and the races of man,
With a power to rival the sun!
And the voice, he did wield, on that glorious field,
When great Tamriel shuddered with war!
Mighty Thu'um, like a blade, cut through enemies all,
As the Woovakhiin issued his roar!
Woovakhiin, Woovakhiin, by his honor is sworn,
To keep evil forever at bay!
And the fiercest foes rout when they hear triumph’s shout,
Woovakhiin, for your blessing we pray!