"I look out unto this night
It seems to desolate here...
I distant howl sparks my memory
The shards of tyme come crashing down around me..."
"The demons are about, ravaging this earth
Whispering in the shadows they remain unheard"
Over the horizon three stones stand tall
Martyrs... Guardians of this land
Satyrs... They stand above all
They are the last living strand
I gaze to my left, and see unfamiliar sights
A world of technology, a world of sin
Behind me is My past, leading to the right
wherein lies nothing but oblivion
By My side, a girl I've never met
Watching us as we walk
Is a male with no form-set
Watch us, linger... stalk...
From the shadows of the sun fading away
Comes a breeze I remember to this day
It felt so cold, piercing like a splinter
And I awoke, surrounding snow, in this ever lasting winter
