Sången om Marcias första drottning, Darla Phaedra som överlevde både sin make, och båda sina söner och räknas som en av de största drottningarna i Marcias historia.
Empty is the halls of the king who is gone
Darla would dance with the spirits
The ones she once had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who loved her the most
The ones who was always gone for so very long
She couldn't always remember their names
They spun her around on the great hall's floors
He took away all her sorrows and her pain
And she never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
Never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
They danced through the meadows
From morning to deep into the night
Through the darkness that swept through the halls
From winters to spring,
From spring to summers
To winter again
'Til their happiness would crumble and fall apart
And she never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
Never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
And she never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
Never wanted him to leave, never wanted him to leave
Empty is the halls of the king who is gone
Darla would dance with the spirits
The ones she once had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who loved her the most
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