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At my will, it began to glow a little with a startling tingle
Daring a series of slashes, I feel to be more at ease as I mingle
And into the rhythm, I forget away my troubles behind
Channeling my very soul to be one with the sword in kind
The Erl-gria I’m finally to speak with in my display
The enigmatic voice only I’m to hear to understand its way
And I felt powerful, a sense of power I never thought to find
An unjustly might to call upon simply with normality to deny
Yet, there belongs an otherness in me that speaks for itself
A soul deeply troubled and sad… from realities beheld
With tremendous power, comes an unquestionable loneliness
An inevitable cause to promise any soul to be as lifeless
And there she stood… never knowing what burdens me within
Never knowing how much I love her shall come even a thousand dreams
If there are words… it could not be structured to have it said
If there are gestures… actions shall remain an eternity to await
And further strengthening the pain, is but Ei-rian the Befallen
Letting me go… discarding our moments along with her blessings engiven
Along with vocals, she has action to speak a thousand words
Something I never could do for my voice belongs to be heard
I do wonder, how is she still calm given her tormented years
When it comes to love, is ancient life as it is now to endear…?
Forgetting a past to welcome a future dreadful enough to begin
How is one to acknowledge to the God-given time to mean?
My eternal gratitude, my eternal debt is never to be paid
Given our years to vividly remember, the after years was made
And I look to Alkaiya, searching for perhaps some answers
Or rather some comfort to maintain closure to be well hidden
Yet… the longer I held her eyes to my own
I saw the dream to my future I was made known
A dream for which I am haunted by its inconclusive nature
A taunting prophecy I must partake to remake in my favour
The life of Alkaiya to be laid waste by my hands alone
And alone I shall be beyond the Heaori Chamber towards home
I find it impossible to conceive such a moment destine in time
Finding it even harder to comprehend before all comes to bind
What reasons shall occur should I have to kill Alkaiya even?
What sort of sick dream has had to infuse me to this distance!
And I wanted to shout to the Heavens, “I Love Her”
I wanted so much to let her know regardless of triumphing fear
Of Heavens joke be played and Hell’s laughter be heard
I felt my lost of compassion to once more be Knight of the Word
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