Last night I had a terrible dream.
I saw the fall of our world.
Bleached bones under a harsh sun.
I saw people die
cities burn
and the crying of the children woke me up.
It won't come that far.
Not as long there is some good in this world.
Not as long as all do their duty.
There is no reason to fear our enemy.
They may look as if they've crawled out of hell
but they shall not be victorious.
Victory is only for the great and noble.
We shall not fall
but stand, and fight.
There is no time for exhortation
but to the righteous, few words are as good as many.
