embodiments of emotion,
bearers of ancient meaning and truth.
Our breaths are religion.
Our actions are timeless.
We bleed as we did millenia ago.
Today we are born anew.
Our struggle is that of life it's self.
Now is the hour of the spirit,
The hour of our dawn.
We are Lords of the unseen kingdom.
This is our home.
The truth behind the tale
Tap the image first beheld
and much will be revealed
We are the spirits,
We fight today as we did millennia ago.