When the war of the beast brings about the worlds end,
The Goddess descends from the sky,
Wings of light and dark spreads afar,
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess,
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky.
Ripples form on the water's surface,
The wandering soul knows no rest."
There is no hate, only joy.
For you are loved by the goddess,
Hero of Dawn, Healer of worlds.
Dreams of the marrow hath the shattered soul,
Pride is lost,
Wings stripped away,
The end is nigh.
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber marrow,
No matter where the winds may blow.
My friend your desire,
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.
Even if the marrow is barren of promises,
Nothing shall forestall my return.
My friend, the fates are cruel.
There are No dreams, No honor remains.
The arrow has left the bow of the Goddess.
My soul, corrupted by vengence
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey.
In my own salvation,
And your eternal slumber.
Legend shall speak,
Of sacrifice at the world's end.
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely.
Even if the marrow is barren of promises,
Nothing shall forestall my return.
To become the dew that quenches the land.
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice.
lost_fallenangel_dark Community Member 
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