Lia est encore en train de chanter dans sa chambre devant son micro. Elle ne semble pas vous avoir remarquer.
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In a land on the brink of its demise Me: Ten wretched children left behind
Little hands holding on to dear life
And each other
Trusting that in sickness and health
No matter what happens
For whatever may come "We will face all our fortune and pain as one"
We have all been told the story Foolish, arrogant men overstepped the boundaries of god
Heaven sent their judgement and then all was lost
In the midst of all destruction Shielding the world from ruin is the “Tower of Ai”
That is where the life of the earth still burns on...
From another distant kingdom, Came a messenger bearing a letter to the youths
The words of prophecy
That the lumber cutter’s daughter would receive the high honor of the next messiah’s role
And so we will accept that fate
Within the tower
Hidden far away
The blessings reside
With the nine of us
Only the messiah can retrieve the glory inside
So we will go with you
to the tower
as we all search for the way So that our town So that our world On the brink of death can be saved
If you wish to bring blessing to the land
Go forward with all of your heart
Try to hold onto glory in your hands
With all of your strength Pressing onward alongside your trusted friends
Helping one another Then the fear that you feel will all come to an end
And the very first blessing will be Inside a swirling pool of life the "Blossoming Wave" of the sea And she enters now
But another hand reaches out Overlapping And the young man then sung...
"We will face all our fortune and pain as one!" (laughs)
The messiah could do nothing, watching as the first blessing was quickly taken away
From that moment friendship would turn into hate
Entering the second chamber Bloody red began burning within the swordsman’s eyes
As she took the "Fiery Feast" by her side
Next they found the "Graceful Sunlight" Which was won over by older sister’s open hands, as she smiled happily
Running off in irritation Little sister moved towards the "Restful Darkness" and she would never be seen again...
"But the prophecy said,"
Keeping it to yourself... "The chosen one is me..." We will not allow! Just how much can someone truly be altered by greed?
The monk began to chant a prayer to the almighty "Trembling Earth" And the poet wrote to the "Ambient
Thunder" her most powerful words
If you wish to bring blessing to the land
Then you must sharpen heart and mind Try to hold onto glory in your hands Quickly as you can Where have you all gone off to, my trusted friends? Who is your enemy?
Could it be I was wrong about our kindness all along?
Now the "Whirlwind Rondo"'s taken by the dancer swaying in its air And the older twin leaves her brother’s side
Pushing him away Claiming the "Silver Garden" With joyful Tears streaming down And they freeze on her cheeks as she turns around
With the very last blessing in front of her The "Quickening Magma" is about to stir The younger twin pretended, but in the end the messiah was lied, to.... Laughing, the boy seemed to glow in his pride
Betrayed by the companions that
she had believed in All nine of the “blessings” in this world have been stolen now
Holding up a torch whose flame has long gone away She walks up towards the altar...
Within the tower
Sealed out of sight the “blessings” await to explain the meaning of the penance that the messiah had paid
Carrying what you have lost to the tower the messiah made it this far
With the single hope we will see the day our beloved world can restart...
Even as I was swallowed by the sea Dancing in flames surrounding me Even as I fell down to my knees in the drought Even as I lost my mind to the dark unknown
Devoured by the great earth Did you think that we would, let you go on all alone?
Screaming out as the lightning struck me down Shredded in blades of the wind With my body and heart frozen to the ground
Crawling through fire Knowing that in sickness and health No matter what happens
For what ever may come "We will face all our fortune and pain as one!"
Here I stand to pass on the cursed torch nine sacrifices in her hands
And the cycle’s completed once more We are not the last With this flame I recieved from my dearest friends Anything to help you
I will honor their lives And bring this to an end...
Now the morning bells mark the break of dawn The sound of glory echoing... The messiah who has taken on all of God’s will stands there all by herself, and she laughs to the sky… (laughs)
For the “blessings” were nine “sorrows” in disguise And she raises her hands up towards the shrine....
