Prologue
Submit not to fear and anxiety, child,
For the wings of the goddess hath been spread
Across the horizon, beyond the land,
Aether's tear shall not scare thy wake
Phoebus's wrath shall not torment thy slumber
Erebus's abyss shall not haunt thy living
For the wings, the gift of the goddess, shall shield
And for the gifts they areEverlasting.
Act 1
Under the goddess's wings, yet never away from the goddess's watch
Sons and daughters succumbed to the unholy seven
Lust and hunger for the earth's heaven
Wrathful and envious for one another
Sloth and pride let souls live in denial
And greed to call the goddess's gift one's own
Act 2
Greed drove man far surpassing man's limit
Greed fuels man far beyond their content
Hence greed driven man thus forged vicious blade of avarice
Toward the heavens it is yielded upon
For the heavens shall be shattered
The skies to be slaughtered
Thine greed to be fed
And the goddess's gift, the holy wings, was shred
Seeketh them the nourishment of men's greed for thousands sons to come.
Act 3
Least thousand pass not, nay, very soon a moment thereafter
Sprawl across the continent darkness brought dismay
As of anger beyond words for men unthinkable follyand selfishnessand selfish men's greed.
Men may not fear the howling of the beast and wildreness alike
Yet, whimper men like mice to forcefully feed their sight
Their land now such indistiguishable Tartarus's mirage
O Goddess, they cry,
Protect your children once more and bless us with your gift
as everlasting as it was
Act 4
Succumb not to fear, my child
For the light you seek, be it light i shall bring
For the shield you wish, be it shield i shall bring
For the gift you pray, nay, naught it shall bring
Nay, child, Goddess's gift thy seek
Can no longer shields thee from thyself
And thy entity
Nonetheless, gift shall be blessin flames of purification
Shall cleanse the land
Be it the peasants or the maidens, the queens or the lords
Shall perish under the Goddess humble new gift
Of wrath and destruction
Epilogue
Submit not to fear and anxiety, child
Spreadeth hath the
Goddess wrath
Beyond the horizon, across the land
For the fires, the gift of the goddess, shall cleanse
thine sins and thee
And for the gifts they are unfortunately, everlasting.
Delaqroux Inc. -2k8
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