[Verse 1]
O, sing a song of Balduran
Who founded Baldur's Gate
Empire golden built on trade
Could not avert his fate
[Verse 2]
When three, though dead, assailed his port
Transformed, he fell their thrall
Succumbed as threat from nether years
Arose to conquer all
[Verse 3]
Now hope is gone, or so it seems
But game's not over yet
New cards are drawn, new hands are played
Newcomers place a bet
[Verse 4]
A knave, a wizard, devil, gith
The odds are cast anew
And Baldur's fate now turns upon
The whims of fortune's few
O, sing a song of Balduran
Who founded Baldur's Gate
Empire golden built on trade
Could not avert his fate
[Verse 2]
When three, though dead, assailed his port
Transformed, he fell their thrall
Succumbed as threat from nether years
Arose to conquer all
[Verse 3]
Now hope is gone, or so it seems
But game's not over yet
New cards are drawn, new hands are played
Newcomers place a bet
[Verse 4]
A knave, a wizard, devil, gith
The odds are cast anew
And Baldur's fate now turns upon
The whims of fortune's few
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