Mystic Revolution

The new age is appearing, peace is here at last.

The old ways are disappearing

And the new ways have surpassed

The ways of our elders, pioneers of the past

The seekers of history

Finally at long last

Take their place at the captain's wheel, direct us down the rivers

Of destiny to reveal

Currents that delivers

Wisdom from our seniors and knowledge of the Revolution

We wait to see if the future will deal us

our problems ended through solutions

Knowledge grows and ripens with age, until the blossom of wisdom springs

From the soil of the wizened sage

Comes the wisdom of the new age

Planted by the Mystic Revolution 

The Indigo Sage: Indigo Sanctum

The Indigo Sage: Indigo Sanctum: "The place with my heart and soul. This is a place of learning This is a place that has a role To quench one's yearning. For knowledge of ..."

Indigo Sanctum

The place with my heart and soul. This is a place of learning

This is a place that has a role

To quench one's yearning.

For knowledge of the human heart and of wisdom in all things

This place will help us depart

From all that hatred and ignorance brings.

I built this place with these very hands. I want to build something everlasting.

 I await for the advent of love and knowledge to expand 

To a great power forever casting

The love of knowledge across the land and for the sanctum to forever stand

I want the world to understand

That I want to create something grand

I will build my sanctum for the land. I want knowledge given to all

I will shake the world with this hand

Ignorance and hatred will surely fall

I build with this hand, A sanctum for all. My Indigo Sanctum will forever stand

Guardian Beast

So feral my nature, yes it's true. Yet I will bow before you. I am the the beast that prowls the lands. My fury is legend and my presence is grand. My presence is synonymous with death and dominance. Woe to those who provokes my rage, for flesh and blood is the wage

And yet, I stand with you, ready to subdue. Anyone who wants to bring harm to you.

You walk my lands without fear, no fool would trespass on the Guardian Beast's Frontier! All beasts shall revere the one who appeared. Who one who gained my claws and my fangs. The one who sang of my victories. The one who challenged my decree.

The one who now stands with me, who the Guardian Beast fondly, regards as family

Dawn of War

In heavy slumber, a beautiful dream comes over me. A dream of peace and love across the globe, prosperity like never before. My consciousness is restored by the Dawn of War. The roar of battle shatters dreams, the air erupts with screams.

I am reluctant to take up the sword, to dive into the nightmare of war. To see the bleeding and dying litter the ground, to see the newly made orphans search for mom. To see men turn into monsters.

To see the dawn of war rips lives asunder. The idea of war is man's greatest blunder.

Seeker of Peace

I long for a world of peace, a place free of suffering, a realm unique, that lacks tragedy. I seek a land full of joy and felicity

The Dragonslayer is not Impressed

Your fangs, your claws. It matters not. You strength and fury doesn't impress. Your kidnapping of maidens are a bore. Your breath is merely a bother. For you overgrown lizard, I came to slaughter

I shall lay you to eternal rest.

For the Dragonslayer is not Impressed