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Prologue (Poem) When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Prologue (Interpreted) When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I (Poem) Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act I (Interpreted) The infinite mystery The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek But their fates are scattered by war
One is taken captured, one flies away And the last becomes a hero
But the three are still bound by a solemn oath To seek the answer together, once again
Act II (Poem) There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act II (Interpreted) Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded His life is saved, however By a woman of the opposing nation
He begins a life of seclusion with her Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss
But as happiness grows, so does guilt Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends
Act III (Poem) My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return
Act III (Interpreted) As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction The prisoner departs with his newfound love And embarks on a new journey
He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss And the oath that he swore to his friends
Though no oath is shared between the lovers In their hearts they know they will meet again
Act IV (Poem) My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world's end The wind sails over the water's surface Quietly, but surely
Act V (Poem) Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice