I have a confession to make;
I casted a spell on you;
A spell so dark and evil;
That it ruined you!
And not just me,
But the entire race;
We stabbed your back;
And made you weak!
Oh you’re so formidable;
Yet you’re pathetically weak;
By our perpetual back stabs;
Slashing into your core and disrupting
your boundaries!
For now you’re angry;
Agonizing in pain;
That none fancy to catch;
So the monstrous destruction fire up!
The flame that shakes mental agility;
Burns the conscious down;
Fries the optimism;
And depletes the race in contra!
Thy my heavenly earth;
We kneel before you;
Surrender our tricks;
Thou rise again and own us!
Serene the core, mantle and crust;
Make no move;
Destroy no being;
Mercy us!
We need you;
We need your passion;
To walk on you again;
To give you back, of what we took away!