Conscious always constrained him,
Walls of serene, as his mystic shield..
Waves of rage, never touched the soul..
Depths of sorrow, felt so hollow..
Cleansing dark & bitter thoughts,
Holding the hand for his people
Love & peace as the secret tool,
Erasing all the vengeance in the world...
Everything falls out, as time lapses..
The world unleashed by chaos,
By devilish revenant souls,
Sorrows & pain, dust that remain..
Changing the fate of every soul..
The hermit awakens,
Words won't tremble anymore,
A sword, in his iron hands..
The act to restrain peace,
For the warrior, to rise again..