Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd
Booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is
Ioldánach's Accepted Wisdom in Prefaced Tense;
In the great strategy of bout, there will be three thousand score
They will do as they see fit
They are neither younger nor older
Than them, in their klans;
A triumph declared: three tyrants will conquer
Surmounting for undying candor
As one and three will stand as one;
Their swords blemish with crimson clots
That's a great honor, k**ing one by one, and
"A GREAT INCENTIVE," according to them
If they go to where the king is k**ed, then
They will compose (he shall decompose)-
They will compile a final victory for his fortitude
Posed within his mind
Absu - Tara lyrics
Album Tara