Once again, I stand here alone.
Left like a lamb to the slaughter.
The world that I held so dear;
Turned it’s back.
Honor, courage, serenity, compassion;
No longer exist.
Knowingly blinded;
By the hatred of ages;
I shall continue through.
Undaunted by the trivial;
I shall over come that which has been;
So swiftly concluded as impossible.

Highest rankings:
Sword: 215

`'*~*'`Flying without wings`'*~*'`