After Centuries Of Anarchy And Chaos...
After eyeing at last hope...
I allow the killing rays to let thoughts blob.
Tears threatened, burning my eyes..
I'm trying, I'm trying to hold my rogue, to hold my cries.
...For I believe in Deity, I trust the words of priest.
Evidently, I will pass, I will perish in time.
...But My Words Will Revive.
My Words Will Resurrect - To Shine in Time.
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