歌词
Once upon a time, there was a non-human living in no man's land. His name was Morah. But it wasn't his name. He had two descendants. A daughter and a son. One represented light and the other darkness, for they were made of chaos. They were meant to bring order to the World, slowly blurring the distinction between light and darkness so that chaos would be harder for them to recognize, or even forget. So they went out into the world and fought amongst themselves. Only one of them was to survive, and it would soon be revealed who. The fight was fierce and fierce, as it is between siblings. But the darkness was more persistent and eventually swallowed up all the light. An unrelenting panic and fear reigned through the world. Most organic forms that had no need of light came out of the deep shadows and took over places that were forbidden to them by the light... until recently.
Unfortunately, my memory doesn't recall all the names of the shadows anymore and for some of the equipped ones I can't remember the first name. Even the age may not be exact, yet the variance should be no more than +- one year. These faded shadows have not participated in the struggle between light and dark.
Unfortunately, my memory doesn't recall all the names of the shadows anymore and for some of the equipped ones I can't remember the first name. Even the age may not be exact, yet the variance should be no more than +- one year. These faded shadows have not participated in the struggle between light and dark. They weren't on one side or the other. They are not and were not heroes about whom stories were written. But neither were they villains. Yet they played roles in their lives that influenced dozens of people around them. You won't hear their names again.
Which of these stories would you like to hear? Would you even want to? Thanks to the struggles of the two, the line is blurred and society is taught to focus its attention elsewhere if it sees something it doesn't like. They'd rather reassure themselves of how things are by making up a story that gives reality a stamp of reality that their brains are hundred to accept... But what if you were part of their story, unable to look away or convince yourself of other facts or forget? Would you be on the side of the light, the dark, or exploiting the space that both siblings unknowingly create by fighting?
Unfortunately, my memory doesn't recall all the names of the shadows anymore and for some of the equipped ones I can't remember the first name. Even the age may not be exact, yet the variance should be no more than +- one year. These faded shadows have not participated in the struggle between light and dark. They weren't on one side or the other. They are not and were not heroes about whom stories were written. But neither were they villains. Yet they played roles in their lives that influenced dozens of people around them. You won't hear their names again.
Which of these stories would you like to hear? Would you even want to? Thanks to the struggles of the two, the line is blurred and society is taught to focus its attention elsewhere if it sees something it doesn't like. They'd rather reassure themselves of how things are by making up a story that gives reality a stamp of reality that their brains are hundred to accept... But what if you were part of their story, unable to look away or convince yourself of other facts or forget? Would you be on the side of the light, the dark, or exploiting the space that both siblings unknowingly create by fighting?
