Чего-то я совсем давно ничего не писал. Сегодня многое изменится. По крайней мере, хочется верить. Как же всё бессмысленно, аж смешно.
Из последнегоЯ просто оставлю это здесь (с)
LOVELESS
When the war of the beasts
Brings about the world's end
The Goddess descends from the sky
Wings of dark and light spread afar
She guides us to bliss,
Her gift everlasting
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess
We seek it thus and take to the sky
Pipples form on the water surface
The wandering soul knows no rest
There is no hate
Only joy, for you are beloved by the Goddess
Hero of the Dawn, Heales of worlds,
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost, wings stripped away
The end is nigh
My friend, do you fly away now
To a world that abhors you and i?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the wings may blow
My friend, your desire is the bringer of life
The gift of the Goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the Goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance,
Hath endured torment,
To find the end of the journey
In me own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legends shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water surface
Quietly, but surely
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the due that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice