歌词
[Verse 1]
Yo, step into Wraeclast, where the Exiles roam,
Hierophant in the game, finding his own home.
Manabond's the skill, with power untold,
Turning the battlefield into a story to be told.
Gear on point, like The Ivory Tower's gleam,
Rising through the ranks, making foes scream.
Shaper's Touch on the hands, Indigon on the dome,
With Mjolner in grip, no place like home.
[Verse 2]
Prism Guardian shield, reflecting all the hate,
But with Arcane Cloak, he's sealing his fate.
Shock Nova strikes, lighting up the night,
With every Cyclone spin, enemies take flight.
Mjolner hammer, thundering down the lane,
Clearing out the mobs, leaving no remains.
Hierophant's the master, of the Path he treads,
Leaving a trail of legends, no one forgets.
[Verse 3]
Indigon's power, scaling up the might,
Turning Hierophant's spells into pure light.
With every Shock Nova, a burst of energy,
Casting spells so fast, like a symphony.
The Ivory Tower, shimmering and grand,
Protecting our hero, with a steadfast hand.
Shaper's Touch guiding, with wisdom so deep,
In Wraeclast's challenges, he won't lose sleep.
[Verse 4]
Arcane Cloak shielding, when things get tough,
Absorbing the damage, never enough.
Cyclone whirlwind, tearing through the foes,
With every hit, the Hierophant grows.
Gear and skills, a perfect synergy,
In the world of Path of Exile, a legacy.
Hierophant's journey, on the Path he carves,
In the world of Wraeclast, forever he starves.
Mjolner hammer, thundering down the lane,
Clearing out the mobs, leaving no remains.
Hierophant's the master, of the Path he treads,
Leaving a trail of legends, no one forgets.
[Verse 3]
Indigon's power, scaling up the might,
Turning Hierophant's spells into pure light.
With every Shock Nova, a burst of energy,
Casting spells so fast, like a symphony.
The Ivory Tower, shimmering and grand,
Protecting our hero, with a steadfast hand.
Shaper's Touch guiding, with wisdom so deep,
In Wraeclast's challenges, he won't lose sleep.
[Verse 4]
Arcane Cloak shielding, when things get tough,
Absorbing the damage, never enough.
Cyclone whirlwind, tearing through the foes,
With every hit, the Hierophant grows.
Gear and skills, a perfect synergy,
In the world of Path of Exile, a legacy.
Hierophant's journey, on the Path he carves,
In the world of Wraeclast, forever he starves.
