Lineage: (GlsqR)

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(GlsqR)
- Forever I will be
  - Gift from Irna
    - Where are you now
      - Blessing from heaven
        Oh Then was found
        Guardian Turarel
        Oh who can say for who was there
        that single treasure
        When all things
        came into the air
      - to hell and worse
        A Sword unique
        Guardian Orla
        And who can know Who was around
        in shape and measure
        When all was made
        and their forms were found
    - in enemy hands
      - Came from Shalda
        Rilfar
        Guardian Tara
        When first bright stars
        By Irna formed
        sent forth their light
        Guardian Aerial
      - a demon replete
        from the diamond black
        When first ice frost
        covered the night
        The Earth-wrought
        Guardian Nergalin
        When first the west wind
  - of metal most pure
    - A demon thrall
      - With envy hatred and vile deceit
        Unforged Negankerdak
        unfurled the seas
        Guardian Dinach
        Nergalin and Trea
        When first gleaming fruit
        adorned the trees
      - He stole from us in our delight
        Light--catcher
        Guardian Turarel
        When first nine moons
        its appearance stark
        tall mountains crowned
        Guardian Treal
    - in what shadow lands
      - Negankerdak
        Aerial and Dinach
        And all was silent underground
        Guardian Rilfar
        Unbedecked yet
        Then Irna the earth
        put forth her gift
      - That thief in the night
        flawless dark
        A fountain deep
        in a darksome rift
        Guardian Tara
        Negankerdak Dwarves
        Rivulets ran
- searching for you
  - Icon of our race
    - Black Diamond sword
      - Wielding no arts
        A glow in its depths
        far beneath the seas
        Flowing like vines
        from blade to hilt
        far beneath the trees
        Formed as it passed
      - but evil and ire
        Turarel and Rilfar
        in deep earth was cast
        Far below ground
        Weapon of kings
        in deep chambers vast
        How did it catch
    - our symbol of light
      - He left our people
        for greatness built
        the starry-bright sky
        Miles beneath shining
        Negankerdak Dwarves
        realms on high
        Light in its depths
      - in darkness dire
        The pride of dwarves
        like fire or sun
        Through its own heart
        it held a place
        living courses run
        Iron is soft
  - how shall we endure
    - Without you see
      - Oh Negankerdak
        That set us apart a favored race
        and gold is dim
        Smooth marble coarse
        Who else received
        shining silver thin
        Metal must fail
      - when none could break you
        such a gift of worth
        stone beauty lack
        Beside the gift
        Who else such
        the diamond black
        It cannot be shaped
    - our days become night
      - What cruel malice
        blessing from the earth
        cannot be tamed
        Howe'er it is found
        Negankerdak Dwarves
        so it is framed
        Too hard to break
      - could come and take you
        How then a gift that
        too true to melt
        The Humbler thrawts
        becomes a curse
        arts of smith and smelt
        Turarel and Orla