| Soon after the break of day
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| Eirene prepares for a ride
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| But when she walks through the yard
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| She strips on a horror that tears her apart
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| Her lifeless father is there
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| Laying in a pool of blood
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| The blade still lodged in his chest
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| There’s not doubt this crime
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| Was committed by Lork
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| Farewell Father
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| Light of my light
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| Goodbye Brother
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| I lost you too
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| May the ground be light to you
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| I will do my best to keep your legacy alive
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| Sit tibi terra levis
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| Farewell Father!
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| Now her composure is gone
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| She feels so crushed and alone
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| She doesn’t know what to do
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| So she calls out to her grandfather for help
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| The old man stares at his son
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| Silently sinking in pain
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| Eirene can’t subdue her grief
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| She falls on her knees and the desperately cries
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| Farewell Father
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| Light of my light
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| Goodbye Brother
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| I lost you too
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| May the ground be light to you
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| I will do my best to keep your legacy alive
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| Sit tibi terra levis
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| Farewell Father!
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| Desolation
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| Grows and break the banks
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| One tearddrop springs from her eye
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| Then runs down her cheek
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| It lingers on her lip
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| Then drips from her chin
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| It falls on a crystal rock
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| And as if by magic the rock lights up
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| The crystal shines bright
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| True enlightenment, pure sapience
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| Only come from self-knowledge
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| From embracing your weakness
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| Understanding every motion
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| I, abandoned by the light in this exile
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| I am the fallen one
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| I, I am the sacrifice
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| Awakened by my brothers
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| With reprisal we’ll be back
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| The Rejects are now forever
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| Sickened by the light
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| Ego fero densum malum
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| Primae noctis atri leti
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| Quod is densum malum habet
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| Venga il grande e forte impero!
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| Long night and terror we bring
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| The great and strong empire will come!
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| With our king at the lead
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| No mercy to plead
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| He won’t hold back when his destiny calls
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| All hail the new king!
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| Yes, we’ll crush the Aeons standing against us
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| With the fire and the flame
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| We, we’ll make Eirene repent
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| We are darkness
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| We are nothingness, pure eternal void
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| We are the empire of the Black Death
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| Ego fero densum malum
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| Primae noctis atri leti
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| Quod is densum malum habet
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| Venga il grande e forte impero!
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| Long night and terror we bring
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| The great and strong empire will come!
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| With our king at the lead, no mercy to plead
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| He won’t hold back when his destiny calls
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| All hail the new king!
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| In my sorrow
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| I will stand tall
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| I will honor you
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| Your tear, Eirene, is the harbinger of a very welcomed message. |
| The light that
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| emanates from the crystal is the proof that you are pure-hearted one,
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| chosen by fate to give us meaning and purpose! |
| My dear granddaughter,
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| your father was not wrong! |
| You are the one who shall be blessed by wisdom for
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| you are the legitimate owner of the Aureum. |
| I am proud of you and so honored to
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| be here by your side
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| The pain that shakes your is also the force that sustains you, as you are now
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| one step away from discovering the meaning of our life and attaining true
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| understanding. |
| But, to be able to concentrate on your destiny, you must first
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| defeat the darkness that lingers over the world
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| To do this, you will have to forge a weapon from this bright crystal
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| You will create the blade that shall silence all the forces of evil
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| You will call it the Whyte Crystal Sword
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| L’impeto
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| Scatenò
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| Il terror
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| In origine |