A solder's memory
Wisps of a memory, that flash across the face of our prince, or life, our duty. But he has forgotten us, his faithful guardians, to be with her, princess of a moon, yet blind they are to the dangers around them. We, his faithfuls, we who are on guard, as he wallows in the sweetness of her love, but like statues, we stand, the quartet, our duty to guard him, protect him from the evils.... And the mist grows dark, we fight, and we lose. We are now part of them, the three have lost their ways, they have given up and now march in a deadly parade to kill the moonchild and the earth boy. But I remember! I cry out to deaf ears, I weep onto an icy heart that was once mine, and I don't forget, but I cannot tell anything, ever again. Now a new world, It goes by so fast, the first, then the second, and then mine, I fly, I soar, but the string is cut, I plummet, I cannot save myself. I'm gone, dust and petals on the wind. And I remember.
Wisps of a memory, that flash across the face of our prince, or life, our duty. But he has forgotten us, his faithful guardians, to be with her, princess of a moon, yet blind they are to the dangers around them. We, his faithfuls, we who are on guard, as he wallows in the sweetness of her love, but like statues, we stand, the quartet, our duty to guard him, protect him from the evils.... And the mist grows dark, we fight, and we lose. We are now part of them, the three have lost their ways, they have given up and now march in a deadly parade to kill the moonchild and the earth boy. But I remember! I cry out to deaf ears, I weep onto an icy heart that was once mine, and I don't forget, but I cannot tell anything, ever again. Now a new world, It goes by so fast, the first, then the second, and then mine, I fly, I soar, but the string is cut, I plummet, I cannot save myself. I'm gone, dust and petals on the wind. And I remember.