Chapter 59 Mourning

Mourning either the living or the dead Under the doomsday crimson sky go hand in hand suffering leads to suffering the end of hate is hate Springs dry up, fires rage the way back is farther not god but child in helmet-to-helmet collision pray in voice mother gave birth to light darkness gave birth to mother The stones roll, the clocks turn back The eclipse has appeared not body but soul Have another birthday together every year you have the same age love made for the dead eternal alliance you hug tightly in the long list of dead