Drakengard
Gone with the spirits of joy.
Gone with the spirits of emotion.
The blind eye turns to none, the unborn dies away.
The timeless passes through with mere devotion.
The worried searches for a way.
None that she can find at all.
The frightened journeys for power to bring it's life at one.
The long and desperate fall.
The height of the climate
With the combined heat of the burning sun
She whispers to her mental self
As she is merged into the laughing one
La la la la la, la la la la la
They laugh
But they do not laugh
La la la la la, la la la la la
Her eyes, they burn with mere anger topped
Her spirit is just a mere reflection
Her body and soul must now be stopped
The Seeds of Resurrection
The power to control a mere being
The poor thing needs to play its cards
With less help from those around it
It must be self-absorbed with the
Drakengard
Drakengard
Chapter One. The Beginning