In the obsidian Flames, Hatred dwelled
In the undulating River, Justice resided
In the crooning Trees, Fear was quelled
In the umber Earth, Brutality was delighted
If the Blight of Aenia (Ai nee ya) corrupts the Child
All the world shall lose its path
Carnage and chaos shall run wild
If the Pain provokes the Wrath
If the Day of Haven takes the Child
Light shall pervade the Earth
Evil conquered and the Beast exiled
Light shall give second birth
No longer shall the Flames be shaded
Instead reds, jades, blue as a tide
The joyful movement ever unabated
Flame, River, Trees, Earth unified
The Child hath dominion over Wind
And Fire that doth metal melt
And Water whom Light doth smilingly bend
And Earth, He whom never hath knelt
Song ever shall be her delight
Tis’ her choice whether it be blessing
A song of the day, and a song of the night
Dark and Light her love never guessing
Sword and spear, shield and bow
She, master of the fighting arts
Like none before, She comes to woe
Beware, Child, of He Who Darts
Beware, Warrior, of The Slayer of Hearts
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