Behold the Nine Hands cutting
Souls as grim as Night
Towards the Edge of Nothingness
To meet their greatest Fight
Nine hands against Promethius
Nine souls to twist astray
In the cauldron of Grayhawk
Must empires turn to grey
One shall herald Betrayer
One shall fall from Fear
Beware the Eyes of Darkness
And the Hands of a female Seer
A sword cuts through Oblivion
A knife into the Heart
As the Monk of Death wanders
Fates of Man come apart
A struggle to the Castle
At the End of Time and Space
Seek and find the Jewel of Nine
To win this deadly Race