Lloyd:
Time is short we must prepare, so little time to think
How she got so powerful, what is it we have missed?

Marjolein, it’s you must go a long sojourn away
Isabel and Michael, they must come back right away

The trek will be quite dangerous, I’ve left instructions here
And Jill, it’s you, must man the fort, must stay and must prepare
Be here to greet in case there’s any allies who arrive

Jill:
Lloyd, where are you going?

Lloyd:
I need to go to level 5

Jill:
Lloyd, you can't be serious?

Lloyd:
The archetype I had played
The Strategist, it must be channeled further and embraced

Jill:
It made you cold and angry, you’ve regretted ever since
Lloyd:
Raven, if he dies, I don't know how I’d live

William changes archetypes so we know that there’s a way
When this mess is over, if we live to win the day
I’ll find him, I’ll undo it, but until then Jill I must
Time is short we must prepare, for Sarah, she will come

Lloyd, Jill, & Marjolein:
Memories of the summer sun
And days of careless love
Warms the mind but hurts the heart
When dark of winter comes

Choices hard are made on days
When winter wolves arrive
When cold and teeth knock at your door
Tears that day are dry