Change is imminent
Can’t you hear the drums of war
In the age of kings
In the age of men
The will of men have shone brightly upon the horizon,
The dream of the high gods have blossomed into reality
But the hand of Fate will forever be frivolous with the destiny of men
For no man can truly be a god
Because there are those who are made to dream
And there are those who are made to create
But when those meant to create; dream,
And their dreams blossom into reality.
And those who dream; become.
The executioners shall rally upon the tree of Truth, Justice and order and evoke the will of the Universe open those who imbibe upon themselves titles not be gotten from them
Change is begotten
Can’t you hear the fall of gods
The choices of those who decide fate
And the choices of those who decide their own fates
They are those who fight for the power they possess,
And they are those who will fight for their right to exist
For they are those who are of Grace, Nobility and Divinity
And there are those who are of the downtrodden, the disgraced, the humiliated, the outcast-ed, the killed, the devoured, the cursed, the destined, the weak, the powerful, the strong
With their dream of all the balance and sovereignty
And their dream of bravery, courage, heroism, villainy, valour, rebellion and surpass-ion
In a cauldron of jumbled events
A dream once beautiful; now gone,
The will of men will shine brightly upon the horizon and collide with that of those who seek to oppress them
A high god shall ascend
A high god shall be erased
The executioners will rally once again upon the Sword of Truth Justice and order
And fate will once again be frivolous with the destinies of man
Change is existence
At the dawn of men,
At the dawn of kings
There will be those who embody the Dream of those who are made to create
A dream once gone; now fulfilled,
For they are those who have achieved greatness in nobility, Grace and divinity
And fate is that of what has come and what will come.
For the dawn of men is the dawn of a new age
The executioners shall rally again upon might, pride, truth, justice and order and as they assemble so shall the fall
For they are those who shall face those whom
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