The suffering
What had led? This childish act
the pushing, the struggling
we had fought for turns bad
the suffering, that we have been sacrificing
As my faith for a better life is dying
Soon it'll fade away; with dust
Turns into shimmering gray
there will be no life, no soul whatsoever
As some would just sit, and could not help it but to see,
This is life of us all, living with you threatening us all
It has fall upon us with heat
the heat in us would deny our blistering feet
As the suffering, that happened in our life
Has brought us to a great defeat
I shall live this curse
and turn my life in reverse
I am finally through
when my heart stays true, I would do
Whatever it takes, for me to fight,
And reclaim what is mine, without any regret
this suffering, I once had
It will soon be over, there will be no crying
There will be nothing left for you to let us suffer
nor when this world, was left dying
only happiness that shines with glees
living free, without the selfish of you
That you have caused
Most life to disappear in the thin air
And we will no longer scare
Of you or your fools
And nobody but them
To share this new age of day with me

She is an heir to the dark throne,
as she dances all night and live for life,
so wick your candles and stand by her side,
or kneel like the others before the ocean tide,

and whisk into the forest,
and seek for your queen,
as the blood-moon searches for its army,
make sure you were not to be seen,
as we blow the horns to call upon the dead,
and wish for the darkest night,
but try not to loose your head,

as everyone is on their way,
dragging themselves into the darkness,
as they assemble along the river,
lighting candles throughout the night
as the good lights are at home,
hiding in fright,
they would not dare to come out,
until they could see the light of day,
as they sit in their beds, and chairs,
praying that they would not be slayed,

but the queen is coming at your door,
looking for more cure,
to bring her true love back,
as she is hunger for more,

It is just the beginning, and it is not the end,
lets all gather and hold hands,
and curse the queen away
before it is too late, before she spread hate,
all across this land of ours,
lets hope for a hero,
that would be here to help,
as somewhere out there,
she is ready to fight and yelp

Straight up to the horizon,
I feel the wind is blowing away,
As the air gracefully sways
nonchalantly flew its own way,
and my arm swings the bow
of my wooden archer,
aiming to wherever it leads
Hitting on one hit wonder,

as the tip of the eye arrow
Ends my endless sorrow
closing my eyes
I'm poise from my elbow
up onto my wounded shoulder
Releasing it with a breeze
as I was regaining myself to breathe

As the arrow
flocking through the air,
Like a roaring bear,
as I'm standing
On the highest peak,
shooting the arrows,
But I feel tad weak,
for I have awaken
The enemy's streaks,
for I have awaken,
a war amongst immortal
has just begun