We face off and stand ready to caste
Who will be the victor and last
The neutral counts off down to one
We have chosen our war and caste our vun'

As they land and our dance of death began
Some of the wars are evaded, dodged or land
Revit, heal, stam, mana and health
We run, circle, jump with skill and stealth

The battle rages as we seek the kill
Desperately, each one is trying to continue and heal
With one critical hit, I am sorely wounded, and gone is my mana and stam
My dreams of victory fade for I have failed my plan

I see my death coming as he casts his final blow
In the blink of an eye, my body will be ripped from my soul
I see it coming and nothing more can I do
Soon I will see that stone of blue

Immense energy hits and tears me apart
A twisting tunnel draws me back to my start
I raise my fist and shake it, my death causes me to cringe
I will renew myself once more, and I will have my revenge