The more I live
The more understand
That most of us live here like in hell.
Who did create this stupid place?
And who had sent to here us...?
Oh, please, don't tell it's our home
I'm feeling here like jailed one...
And day by day, and more and more,
I'm getting crazy looking for...
The Exit out of being here...
Don't even want this place be near!
And I’m so tired of limitation
Of being quiet... I feel temptation
To let my real Essence out!
But have to stop and still keep quiet...
Now, my remembrance is the thing
That rescues me from bad to feel.
As if I get back in the past,
Again I lead my war and trust.
I trust my force
And trust my army...
Follow my course,
Confide in ally...
I'm rising up my glorious sword,
It's high time start to say my word:
"I didn't start this war...» I said,
"...but I will stop it anyway..."
We met the foe, face to face...
We fought with him about four days...
We fought from sunset till the rise...
...Fought till grow feeble one of us...
It seemed the fight goes close to end...
But happened something real bad:
Both generals were killed by "third"
About him no one even heard.
Two spies were sent in our armies...
They had to kill the both commanders.
The foe commander poisoned was.
And what concerns me... stabbed I was,
The war was stopped and hadn't winner,
But was decided to be fair...
To find "the third" and make him pay
For all demn things that he had made.
And now I’m getting ready slowly
To unite with my foe only...
To find the loathsome "third" and then
To wipe him out! This we will can!
The stopped war thousands years ago
Will be remembered, forward go.
This time the winner will be known
And lost one'll be forever thrown.
The time puts everything to places...
And I am waiting for vengeances!!!