[00:29.279]The clouds are gray, and on his way
[00:33.179]Notorious spirits arise to play
[00:36.878]
[00:40.280]Around this isle, where once the bile
[00:43.980]Of the god of War surveyed every mile
[00:47.898]
[00:50.148]Although uncertain he decides to go
[00:55.338]His hope is simple: to stand in a row
[00:59.658]Of knights and swords and bows
[01:02.648]
[01:06.148]A black nightmare freezes her hair
[01:10.258]It almost seizes her mind so rare
[01:14.888]
[01:16.898]As every night a trace of light
[01:20.908]Takes her alone in an eerie sight
[01:24.888]
[01:27.398]And in her vision lies a maid so frail
[01:32.698]An incantaion echoes like the wail
[01:37.679]Of people worn and pale
[01:40.48]
[01:48.888]Waiting for his return, a boy plays
[01:53.668]Tunes that take him back to the days
[02:00.118]Of the Great Six, the brilliant epic never fades
[02:07.889]
[03:09.100]She knows for whom shell face the doom
[03:12.850]As long as this isle is someones tomb
[03:17.230]
[03:19.700]He wonders why they all come by
[03:24.200]To help him, though his ideal so high
[03:27.679]
[03:30.0]She never hesitates to exercise
[03:35.390]Her mystic insight and to help the wise
[03:40.0]From Fate she never hides
[03:43.160]
[03:46.109]Waiting for his return, a boy sings
[03:51.310]Songs the ancients sang for their kings
[03:57.140]To his lute swirls the air
[04:00.660]And you may hear the rings
[04:05.200]La, la, la
[04:07.799]La, la, la，la，la
[04:10.799]And you may hear the rings
[04:15.679]La, la, la
[04:18.260]la，la，la，la，la
[04:21.800]And you may hear the rings
[04:28.289]The End