Reborn, As In Renewal [World Of New Age, Without Regrets, Free]

After the Red One,
after the renewal of the lands and renovation of oceans.

After the turmoil and the white dwarve...

Comes this new age of changes, of shifting and pulling,
Of new arias (sorrowful) and requiems (graceful).

Of peace in between constant wars,
of the new World,
chaotic and unpredictable,
but always brilliant and stable.

Of things that are to be forgotten,
for things that have to be learned.
For fragments of the past,
who will be the base of a new beggining.

Of me, myselves and I (us) doing what is best for I (us),
because this new age,
is not of man, not of goddesses, not of red glory and regrets...
It is the age where I will have to rule, over the hardest thing to rule....

Myself.