The beautiful morning frosty air
Of the young world of Bastion Falls
The sun radiates over the glowing blue skies
The grass is green as the lily pads
Flowing through the stream of Argon
Argon, the city of the blessed
Is home to many angels
The purity of the good and worthy
Flow throughout the kingdom of Argon
Ran by the peacemaker herself known as
Soularis, the Valiant Justice
In the world of good hopes lies
A world of darkness as well
In the dark depths of Bastion Falls
Lies a society known to races of all kinds
In that society lies the villains
The underground world of Bastion falls
Known as Hell’s Breach awoke as the world did
Death and decay sought out chaos amongst
The world of the pure ran by the most horrid
Villain of them all known as Mulzagos, He
Of Many Hands
The world known for its peace throughout
The land has the darkside of every world
For it may be young with the light radiating
So does the darkness as it blooms
So heroes and villains alike
This world wants only of peace
But this can never happen if we don’t
Change for the better when we change
So does the world of Bastion Falls