The Legend, it seems
Is all said and done
But something remains,
The hope of one
The last of the many
Who still holds their faith
Who will lead the non-believers
To a divine grace
They all will transform, to live their in peace
With those forgotten ones,
Remembered by her hope
But must wait till the three suns
And there without warning
Through all the joy
The greatest of evils
Will plot and ploy
The battle for freedom will come again,
With more strengths, more weaknesses
And the power of that one
And hers who come from darknesses
How it turns out, you must wait and see
How the crest forms again,
By the power of three
The three unknown, lost to their time...