Board Thread:SMG4 Discussion/@comment-35367299-20181110172716/@comment-35743591-20181205193411

Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Search your soul and reawaken the undying light

On that day, when the sky fell away Our world came to an end In our eyes, did a fading sun rise in the dark? Glimmering shadows

Silence grows, in the spaces between stretching out beyond time Rising up, as a chorus of souls find a voice flickering through the void

These little sparks, cling on to life, everyone caught in the struggle, And then the storms of change, they fan the flames scattering ashes to the wind

Every soul contains a whisper of light gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight No escape, no greater fate to be made In the end, the chains of time will not break

Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Search your soul and reawaken the undying light

As fate spins a thread without end, new life draws its first breath, Blossoming in a soil reclaimed from the past, where destiny holds fast,

Here where we stand, hand clenched in hand everyone caught in the struggle, This is the day we finally find our way stepping into our tomorrow

Every soul contains a whisper of light growing louder as it calls to unite From the distance sings a chorus of souls rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals

Colors weave into a spire of flame Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed Bear this torch against the cold of the night Light will guide you, on your way to the ultimate fight