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The Treachery of Vision - An Eldrad Ulthran Song | Warhammer 40k | Craftworld Eldar | Aeldari

#warhammer #warhammer40k #warhammer40000 #eldar #aeldari #elves #elf #warhammermusic #aimusic Lyrics: I walked the skeins of endless time, Ten thousand years, my soul refined. The Fall still echoes, Slaanesh still feeds, I bear the weight of our dying creed. I saw Horus’ shadow long before it fell, I whispered warnings none would hear. Walked through death to save our lives, To our salvation, carved the perilous path. I am the seer, mine is the Vision, I carry the weight of millions. Through blood and ruin, through stars that die, I guard my people through countless trials. The future bends beneath my hand, Our fleeting hope born of my plan. I gave Armageddon to the Orkish tide, Millions perished, yet my kin survived. On Haran’s soil, through blood and tears, I sealed the rift, through costs severe. I warned Iyanden of the Kraken’s claws, I raised Ynnead from death’s dark jaws. Salvation born from shadow’s breath, Defiance kindled against our death. I am the seer, mine is the Vision, I carry the weight of millions. Through blood and ruin, through stars that die, I guard my people through countless trials. The future bends beneath my hand, Our fleeting hope born of my plan. Our fleeting hope born of my plan. They call me liar, deceiver, betrayer— But I am truth, and none see clearer. Each sacrifice, each path of pain, A thread rewoven in fate’s domain. I saw the beginning, I saw the end, The Treachery of Vision, mine to understand. I am the seer, mine is the Vision, I carry the weight of millions. Through blood and ruin, through stars that die, I guard my people through countless trials. The future bends beneath my hand, Our fleeting hope born of my plan. Our fleeting hope born of my plan. I am the seer, mine is the Vision, I carry the weight of millions. Through blood and ruin, through stars that die, I guard my people through countless trials. The future bends beneath my hand, Our fleeting hope born of my plan. When the last rune fades, and the stars cease to sing, When the Eye of Isha will close and dim, Remember the Farseer who walked the skein, Who bore the sorrow, who bore the pain. I am the seer, mine is the Vision, I carry the weight of millions. When all else falls, I’ll pay the cost, To save my kin from all we've lost. The future bends beneath my hand, Our fleeting hope born of my plan. When the last rune fades, and the stars cease to sing, When the Eye of Isha will close and dim, Remember the Farseer who walked the skein, Who bore the sorrow, who bore the pain.