I had once met a soul, a man of blood and anger He had never known, the comfort of life's tears Something was between, both him and the sun Cursed from the start, to bear all man's pain. That was his burden, it was his solemn goal He served his purpose, his own, humble role The power in his hands, could destroy this earth He had possessed that force, from his own birth.
And it's a shame, that this is all that remains
And it's a shame, that this hate bears a name And it's a shame, that these acts were in vain And it's a shame, that this hate serves to reign. When that soul passed, it had lost all hate
I had grown to love, the torment of life's tears I renounce my past sins, I have broken the yoke Renewing sympathy, for those that I hold dear. This is my burden, this is my solemn goal
What is my purpose, what is my humble role?
All alone I stand, I'll try and save this earth I shall not stray from this course, laid out since my birth. Consuming hatred, I leave this life, of torment in hopes, of something more. Consume my life, renounce my lie. I have, lost all life's breath, though I, have perished not. Endless vision, cycle without end Condemning image, unfair circumstance Only these elements, time cannot wear Were made before me, and beyond, time I stand.
This is my burden, this is my solemn goal I have a purpose, I now know my role
To guard this sacred land, to try and save this world Strength flows from this source, since my rebirth.
What can't be cured, must be endured A mounting fear, has slowly neared What can't be cured, must be endured A mounting fear, shall remain, throughout these years.
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