Naani's Lament for the Lesser Redoubt

�The caverns of the utter depths,

Carved from the breathing rock;

The tower of the Soul�s city,

Guarded with watch and lock!

I remember weeping

The noble halls of light;

In sad exile remember

Glories past into the night.

A world�s bright lamp is gone;

The last capital of Earth

Is fallen to the careless tread

Of these things of darkling birth.

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