Ancient scores that were never settled…
I rose from the ashes of my home…
Now I’m here to test your mettle…
As I leave you here, to roam…
This is my fight, and mine alone
I may be old, but I’m far from weak
I’m a prodigy, a phoenix born
And now, my potential peaks!
As I face my ancient foe…
I falter, in my hope…
Yet you followed, I know…
But this is where I hang my coat…
Ancient glories, and battles past…
You gave me hope, that’s all I can ask
Now, this fallen god will breath it’s last
As I show it, the Seraph’s wrath!
