The sound of war bells ring of horror and death,
A melodious pattern accustomed to grief and death,
The deafening clings echo the painful cry of death,
Drown...
Words on plain lines draw thoughts,
As the ink dries and the paper blots,
The letters imprint a story almost forgot,
Of heroes and heroines and the cause the...
A tale is told of a three eyed ogre,
So big its steps thundered across the land,
So loud its roar was heard across three villages,
And tales of its destructi...
Can the streak of light still pierce the dark clouds?
Can the brightness still light up the darkness?
To reflect the radiance of the beauty hidden,
To awaken...
