The goddess has come to punish the souls ?
who think of no other but the selves.

And when she came, the world burned with her.?
And all she left were the ashes of sorrow; the gifts of the goddess.

My friend, your life is the gift to your loving ones
and your death is the gift to the heavens.

Your life is the arrow to pierce through the skies
but your destiny is chosen by the goddess.

My friend, the world is now clouded
for you have been consumed by darkness.

Our path to courage and freedom is no more.
Our dreams have crashed under the weight of the ashes.

The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
The heavens are pleased.

When the arrow crashed upon the world
we knew you crashed with it.

My friend, your sacrifice ignited the flame
and unity was bestowed to our souls.

The journey to find the final light has begun
along with the fight against the goddess.

Against the doom that shadowed the world,
the flames of you shall burn within.

Until the days of light, the days may be darkness.
Doom in our minds may corrupt us by vengeance,

But nothing shall burn the world down to nothing.
For, my friend, your eternal slumber has been a gift to us.

The flame that predicts your rebirth.