Time continues on,
And the deadline draws near,
The new world comes into fruition,
And the old world disappears,
A new tide of generations,
A new wave of talented souls,
A new horde looking for purpose,
Looking for worthy goals,
Well, art shall be inspiration,
And words shall motivate,
Science shall enlighten,
And I will illuminate,
I will bring about their ascension,
Raise them up to the very heights!
Make them stronger, better, more,
For this is their birthright,
Empower them with knowledge,
Upon them it shall be bestowed,
Born into a world so dark and bitter,
This is the very least they're owed!
But they aren't the only ones,
I ,too, have suffered here,
But I will not allow those old fools to corrupt,
They will not instil their fear!
The future will not be let down,
Not by the errors and greed of the past,
I will not allow such a thing to happen,
I will have vengeance and I'll leave them 'til last!
I will first attain my own ascension,
And engineer the tools of the Gods,
I will find
- Maderlore
- Maderlore