Lyrics
In a time of tribulation, where the walls seem to have cracked and
Crumbled underneath you, what must you do for your kingdom when all
You want to do is run and find help? You travel the darkened fields
In search for an answer, but you're not alone. You find another
Castle crumbling and another ruler seeking for help. Lost within the
Gaze of a doppelgänger identity, you seek to help rebuild each
Other's castle, but what happens when both parts intertwine too
Emotionally? Something you already had and felt strong having
Throughout the future, lost within the ideology of a brand new light
You infatuate yourself into this life, doing everything you can to
Keep it close to you, feeling like everything you had was dying and
In desperate need of a bright new future. You find later down the
Line that what you seeked was already there in front of you, but
Because of your infatuation with making somebody else's castle yours
As well, you crumble the foundations of everything around you. Your
Henchmen, unsure of what to do, scatter across the field, becoming
Nothing more than a pack of wild boar, not sure where their prey is
Your counselors, giving you the very thing you needed to stay strong
But at the end of the day, did you really want to be proven wrong
Again? Your ideology of making things right set you on an egocentric
Adventure to try and rectify this yourself, but when you know your
Light has been jaded, do you really know where the right way is deep
Down? You meet at a crossing point, where everyone around you is
Trying to fix things without their ruler, creating a new empire for
Themselves, but can only find so much wrong with it when they realise
... They were the very thing that kept the castle going. They run in
Aid in a desperate persistence to get you back to your kingdom to
Rule again, but so much has happened. Eventually two sides are now
Fighting over you, which castle do you take? Which is right and which
Is wrong? A war begins to erupt, every side in a vicious circle pit
And you're the toy kicked around. Suddenly, you flee, you run to the
Farthest ends of the world to seek your own choices. Believing you
Had finally escaped, you found a magical lake, a spirit emerges, but
It isn't scary... Because that spirit is you. Trying to talk to
Yourself, trying to find the things that went wrong, the things that
Went right. Oh, how you yearn for your life to be back the way it
Used to be, where your kingdoms stood tall, and in the event of
Your bricks crumbling, acting upon this as quickly as possible
Instead of running for an unpersuable dream. The realisation, the
Epiphany, the very things around you already building back the past
For themselves. You're given the most powerful sword you've ever
Seen, a magical weapon that when pushed into the ground and into
The belly of the beast, turns everything back to the way it was
Your kingdoms are stronger again, but everything that you ever
Learned about the future... Stays with you. What does this mean to
You fellow traveller? It means don't take anything that fills you
With peace for granted. If a dark shadow is emerging over this once
Peaceful land, cast it away with everything you've got, and try to
Fix it instead of destroy it. Don't let yourself get caught up in
Somebody else's life when you have your very own to live. When
Greeted to a new life when your own was very fine, learn to negate it
And stay true and loyal to your journey. No matter what shadow comes
Over you, and no matter what peace you find, never go through life
Regretting a single thing. Your book is your own, and if written the
Right way, can be the very thing that makes you interesting to read
Every warrior has their scars... But it takes
Actions with those scars to rectify their entire
Existence... What can you do with your scars?
Rebuild this castle... That never dies