Betray the world and live as you can
Inspire the darkness, forget the light
Don't you see there's no one on this land
Who's chosen to be the Knight?
Don't you see it's raining?
And that break in overclouded sky
Is the only hope remaining…
So, you decide - to laugh or cry
Closer, closer to perfection!
To the place where thunder is born
You'll be endowed with splendid protection
Of morose Lords forlorn
The higher you are, the greater your spirit
Open your heart for the Grace
Give in to serenity, erase all the limits
And drown in your Master's embrace!
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