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Men cry not for themselves, but for their comrades

ACT V - I Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return


ACT IV - II My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber


ACT II - I There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds


ACT I - II Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest


ACT I - I Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky


ACT V - II To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice


ACT IV - III Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world's end The wind sails over the water's surface Quietly, but surely


ACT IV - I My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left, the bow of the goddess


ACT III - IV Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return


ACT III - III My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess


ACT III - II All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow


ACT III - I My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I?


ACT II - II Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh


PROLOGUE - II Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting


PROLOGUE - I When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end The goddess descends from the sky


ACT V - I Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return


ACT IV - II My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber


ACT II - I There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds


ACT I - II Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest


ACT I - I Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky


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