what remains? And what remains? A devoted body to a brainwashed mind Now Becoming one with the soil All the wealth in pride and stress is laid to
sleep be the cousin of death Then every time I blink?s one step closer to my last breath It?s said talk is cheap, but war is expensive I speak cuz it
claws, sire. Our victory here is assured. [The Emperor Koord:] You should not call your falcons before the hunt is done, my loyal servitor. Overconfidence is
