hear the tale of Skara Brae
a god returned to have his way.
of darkness, spawn of night,
The Mad Ones kin destroyed the site.
fell, their bane come true,
Garth, Roscoe, Kylearan, too!
approached, the helpless fled.
It did no good, the streets ran red.
few, they sit and mope,
with but one final ray of hope:
time and space, the legends say,
Heroes at last! To steal the day!