O fair maiden


    How your everyday has withered


    Your peaceful, mundane life shattered


    Your eyes to existence you know is no more


    But worry not little girl


    For ''they'' will assist you


    Never abandoning


    You will find friends there


    But how shall your pure heart not waver


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    You shall hate it


    Yet the bonds with them makes you stay


    Tread between choices, woman


    One or many


    Vengeance or forgiveness


    The spear or the shield


    So grasp your inner self, Alicia


    With I, within your soul


    I, who has taken its place in you


    Granting the eternal flame


    That takes your soul, not by your will