Our souls are enfettered By an Inexorable Penance, Sorrows & Lamentations:
In pining for The Light of Transmutation The Adamantine Wings Of Stalwart Bahamut Unburdened our etherealized hearts.
(Speaking for the future)
Spira has lost its Yoke of Communion To this Cimmerian Millennium.
Aeonic sin hath reigned Under the Cathedral of Deception Forged by the taught tongues Of Yevon;
Despotic Lunae Eclipsed the light Of a forlorn sky, Divine Pantheon For Numen of Sol.
Cast a Stygian Shadow of Sanctimonious Suffering for Souls. Seems eternal; truly, ephemeral.
For, the Hearts of nations Are Sacrosanct Luminaries.
Our tears Have been shed, Our vanities Indemnified.
Skies shall bleed Empyrean Bliss And The Opus of Life Shall cleanse This wearied Spira of Pernicious Sin.*
Inspired by Final Fantasy X. I attempted to encapsulate the story, thematic undertones, fantasy elements, ambiance of the musical piece (of same title as piece), as well as the penitence, sorrow, hope, and mirth set out before our heroes/heroines. Was a bit rushed as I wanted to get this out to you guys as swiftly as possible. Thank you for all your support because you mean all the world to me. Any constructive feedback is most appreciated! Enjoy! :)