Alduin's wings, they did darken the sky, his roar fury's fire, and hs scales sharpened scythes. Men ran and they cowered, and they fought and they died they burned and they bled as they issued their cries.
(Dovahkiin, dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin wah dien vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal arhk fin norok paal graan fod nust hon zindro zaan dovahkiin vahriin kogaan mu draal!)
We need saviors to free us from Alduin's rage, heroes on the field of this new war to rage and if Alduin wins, man id gone from this world lost in the shadow of black wings unfurled.