00:00In a land of dusty heat and spires that gleam
00:08The Calomains live out their ancient dream
00:14They bow not to the gentle lion's might
00:23But to a shadow and a starless night
00:34The desert wind whispers a name like rust
00:46In chants of duty and of dust
00:50With prayers for vengeance and with words of dread
00:53They seek the favor of the vulture head
00:59Their offerings laid on an altar of stone
01:05A kingly power they have never known
01:09A god with talons and with hungry eyes
01:12Who takes their cruelties and hears their lies
01:18The height is rock with an unblinking gaze
01:24Proclaims his bloodline from those ancient days
01:27For fear not love is what their faith defines
01:31And sacrifice not grace their sacred signs
01:38With talons curved and four dark arms
01:43Tash floats on grass whose vergery harms
01:46He brings the cold and the stench of death
01:50And holds the Calamanian fierce breath
01:54His job is reaping souls of foulest deeds
02:01Accepting service sown from wicked seats
02:04He takes his due from all who falsely claim
02:08But flees when banished in Aslan's name
02:15But unseen, unheard, a different truth holds sway
02:19For justice finds its mark come what may
02:23The service done for evil and for greed
02:27Is tallied by the lion, not the creed
02:33A form that floats now walks on withered grass
02:38Bringing a foul and freezing air to pass
02:42With vultures, beacon talons curved and black
02:46He follows those who walk a twisted track
02:52With four gaunt arms, a skeleton-like frame
02:57He is the horror no one dares to name
03:01He feasts on cruelty and prides dark sin
03:05And welcomes those who do his work within
03:10A darkness summoned by a fool's deceit
03:16To claim the false and make their end complete
03:20He is the stone to Aslan's living lion
03:24The bitter end to all the righteous trying
03:30With talons curved and four dark arms
03:35Touched boats on grass whose merger he arms
03:39He brings the cold and the stench of death
03:43And holds the Calamanian fierce breath
03:47His job is reaping souls of foulless deeds
03:53Accepting service zone from wicked seeds
03:57He takes his due from all who falsely claim
04:01But pleased when banished in Aslan's name
04:07So when the call of Tashlan is proclaimed
04:12The truth is served by lies and malice framed
04:16For vile deeds done in Aslan's holy name
04:19Are but the fuel that feeds Tash's flame
04:27With talons curved and four dark arms
04:35Tash floats on grass whose merger he harms
04:38He brings the cold and the stench of death
04:42And holds the Calamanian fierce breath
04:49His job is reaping souls of foulless deeds
04:53Accepting service zone from wicked seeds
04:57He takes his due from all who falsely claim
05:00But fleets when banished in Aslan's name
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