As a flower fades in winter, I pull my power into this earth Safely held, and well protected until one day it is safe to return Up above it is cold and barren, death spreads over all that is seen I await this season of blackness, a promise of return I will keep. I arise as a death ender Countless blades lay upon the ground Not defeated by the pretender With victory this world is unbound Striking back with dtermination, a fervor that warms all Vibrations of voices together shift the axis of battle Pushing forth, my armies grow in numbers. Reproducing the inspiration Rejuvenated by healing embers, the fight continues to the next generation.