I see a dark cloud wherever you go

I hear the stampede of those who would flee

the disdain of it all upon every face

a darkness is upon you and your disgrace

Oh Grima what have you done?

Gone and told another one?

It could be said you were once a man

now you are something none can stand

not even yourself.

Pity the starving man who stands

behind the cruel and cold wizards' gaze

Grima you have no honor nor love

to mourn your passing

- Halona Treeclan