The windswept plains below the mountains, ever so silent, ever so peaceful serenity...Over hills you came, tall and proud, people marching in your wake, bathing in your glory..son of the Arathi, oh Mighty King Thoradin.

Let the horns blow in the sunshine, blow for his steps of destiny, you bringer of humanity. Battle to be won, across the dark sea of war lies his heritage...Oh Mighty King Thoradin, take up your sword and sterm the tide.

See the fear in their faces, here we come down with righteus faith. Come elfs of Highhome, Come men of Arathor, together we take down the menace, come you brothers in arms, follow Mighty King Thoradin.

Screams in the dawn, below the mountains of Alterac. Here Thoradins hammer fall hard. Heed no terror and dispair, for we come with the destiny in our hands, we build the day of tomorrow, darkness step aside,  for we go with Mighty King Thoradin.

Never seen a battle the like, down they went like stones for the crushing waves of the sea. Elfish cunning, Human strength, no troll stand with hope..A lion walks among them...and in this lion shine future's glory. Fight oh Mighty King Thoradin!

Silence below the mountains, hail the victorius dead, hail the men of Arathor, hail the elfes of Highhome. Shattered lines, victory won..darkness creeps in the shadow, For it knows that in the Light, stood Mighty King Thoradin.

You respeceted ancestor of us all, you build the brigde... Hold it shall, for it is build by the faith of men, the fate in you, and your line. Break it will one day, when the bell rings...comes the traitor..and he shall shatter your line. Oh Mighty King Thoradin..so much good, and yet in vain...

"Written to the honor of the first human king, Thoradin of Strom"

DALAR DAWNWEAVER- ARCHMAGE OF THE KIRIN TOR, THE ARATHORIAN STATE OF DALARAN.