She is gone, she has passed and my world tilts off its axis as she fades. The woman I loved will walk beside me no more, her fire stolen by your impartial fates You call this fate, you call this mercy but I call it crime divine. If this is how your heavens rule, then hear my rage ignite. Hear my words and tremble, you faceless Gods of hollow legend and lore. You whisper through the ages but today, you face a warrior’s roar. A warrior rises to your halls, and the sky splits open as she climbs. You took the heart that held our people now feel the fury of the ones left behind. Hear my words and tremble, for she walks your shining floor. You will speak her name in thunder or you will speak no more. She kept her Clan alive while you hid behind your silent, gilded gates. She held her people strong while you turned away and called it fate. Your legends are a memory, your power just a tale. She fought for every soul she carried while your heavens tried to have her fail. Hear my words and tremble, for the halls will quake with her name. Your jeweled path cannot absolve you your glory is built on shame. A warrior rises to your halls, and the heavens quake beneath her stride. You stole the sun from my horizon now face the storm you tried to hide. Hear my words and tremble, for she walks your shining floor. You will kneel before her memory or you will stand no more. She comes today. Her path is lit by fire. Her strength was pure, her will was iron. If justice lives in your kingdom let her rise as your equal. If justice dies in your kingdom then tremble… for she becomes your sequel. A warrior rises to your halls, and the cosmos bends beneath her flame. You took the heart that held our future now face the wrath behind her name. Hear my words and tremble, for she walks your shining floor. You will speak her name in thunder or you will speak ... no ... more.
