Its was a land everyone should go, The heaven's glare and sight, Painted the land with mellow joy, Even a withered flower will alive. Once it shines, On the mountain and the valley, All wore will wonder, As all what it belongs to be. It belongs to the success we made, to make the kingdom shines, the marvellous of the breeze, blows in our mind. The kingdom wont stand too long, Dramas in the air, The kills and the blames, burned those aisle to dust. They faded through time, the land is no longer a home for nature. The glare wont ever be bright, Cause the king wont ever set the light. My fellow and friends, the kingdom has fallen, Nobody will retort, The last hope had turned into hollow. The kingdom has fallen, And we were disbanded, the wind killed the breeze, and the king would never be a king. The happiness...I do planted in my mind, the sadness...had me made into ash. There i'm sitting on the meadow, watching to sun falling apart, there a piece they found their home, As the kingdom has fallen to forgotten. -Zeyn To: Guildcraft Creative
