Sitting in a room full of sadness
Surrounded by people with no gladness
The ache of a heart
The end before the start
Leaves one the wonder
What else lies under?
A hope remains in the shape of a girl
Who was weak but now conquers the world
Alone and friendless she lies
But onward she looks, up towards the skies
With a sword in hand and a battle cry
She screams that the evil is going to die
For all the pain it caused and love it destroyed
For all the hearts torn and lives soiled
Strong she was born and strong she will die
Living with nature in harmony
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