Yesterday was the Stone Age as the sand storm demolished all prehistory.
Nomads walk on this world with rune on their flags waving to give sign.
Lands demolished making nomads form into a group of barbarian.
Making guerrilla warfare in the tropical forest that held the wise men.
Warlord joins the war as if warriors held their spite on this world.
A tribute gave no birth for warfare anymore as the golden day�s wakes up from the dark ages of mortals.
Lands vanish as we had slash and burn passes war.
Dragons live no more, but clone into airplanes to fight war as if legends of heroes on dragons are coming back.
You kill me, then I kill you flowed with the rapid stream.
Nomads once live again migrating to a new land.
Blood of speech gave us freedom as a black man stood up for a balance of harmony.
Thanks to him our ancestor were able to come to united state.
Mortals call this land, �the land of freedom.�
However, I call this land, �the learning SantaurySanitaryony.�
