A shining Drop of the Moon’s Tear rolled down
The snow white face of the god of mortality
The sorrows of the Moon, the sacrifice of dawn
Holding the Drop of the Moon’s Tear, Leeva
Raised both hands high, pushed her head deep
In the soil where all lives returned for nirvana
"Once your will be true, your life will be mine."
Demusee’s whispers were the last words left
The god of mortality withdrew from the bright
Smile of Leeva and the piercing pain in her love
The circle of life was to complete once started
Souesta suddenly was placed in front of pure
Blankness, Leeva holding a crytal bottle of liquid
To save Souesta’s father was her will for sure
Xineoph’s voice broke into the frozen tranquility
"Here are your choices: your father or Leeva
Choose one you want to save, but only one
of the two." Souesta was hesitating, hardly
could he give up either of his family members
"Take my life, Xineoph, save my family and my love"
Souesta expressed his true wish, the sincerity of a hero
Made his words short, simple, sweet, plain and firm
"Six treasures of the seven, I offer to the mighty Theoph"
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