Dominaria's Triarch

Dominaria erodes with each passing gust,
And three kingdoms, united, will fight to the last
These nations must assail thoroughly and fast,
Before the invaders convert them to dust

Korlis, the kingdom of prayer and holiness,
is well - known for its military uselessness
Their quote: "Where metal is tainted and wood's scarce,
we are best armed by faith"; that's their cry in wars

Icatia, the kingdom of endless knights,
that are pure of combat and sinew and might,
but because there's no God, they are in dim light
They have lives in darkness; they have days like nights

The last of the triarch: Kingdom Benalia
They do not have the might as of Icatia,
nor the faithfulness as of Kingdom Korlis,
but they still have both of them; balanced, that is

The day has come, the Phyrexian Scourge descends
Devouring through towns, chanting them their ends
Icatia stroke hard, but they have fallen
Korlis didn't fought, they all have rotten

But Benalia stood still, swept all of Phyrexia,
and became the victor of all Dominaria