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The maiden closed her eyes and thought
That everything was not for naught
And as she drifted she recalled
How far and wide the lifestream sprawled.
She flowed inside an ocean green,
Beneath the earth, in waves serene
And pondered in her youthful joy
About that foolish, blue-eyed boy,
Who cried and screamed and took the blame,
When high above her downfall came.

She knew that he would understand
And as she reached the promised land,
She saw the faces long forlorn,
Of pasts and dreams not yet reborn
And laughed and swirled in new delight
And soon forgot her deadly blight.
She took the wisdom of the few
Who swam with her and dived and flew
And as the knowledge rushed her mind,
She saw the remnants of her kind.

The girl who withered traveled far
And counted every blinking star
And understood the world unseen,
But even so, she still was keen
To sooth the planet's painful cry
And with a tear inside her eye
She traveled to the bleeding scratch
Where doom and lovelessness would hatch
And concentrating on the globe,
Her gospel spread like rays of hope.

The maiden opened verdant eyes
And looked toward the darkened skies
And as the end of days came close
She thought of all her friends and those
Who always fought and not gave in
And of the powers of her kin.
The girl reached out and vibrant streams
Emerged from Gaia's heart in beams
And cured the planet and the boy
And finally, the maid smiled coy.

The earth was healing and the girl
Became protector of the swirl,
That always shifted, drifted, moved
And grew and further yet improved,
Until the battle scars where closed
And Gaia's core was unexposed.
The maiden watched with loving eye,
So none of all her friends would die
And sometimes, in a rainfall pure,
The girl would act through drops azure.

"After a long sleep, time has come..."

Remember all those homes ablaze,
The people screaming, burning.
It's clouded in your mental haze
But for the truth you're yearning.

I was the same, I thought I knew,
But everything was slipping.
I was oblivious like you
But now the truth I'm gripping.

I took my sword and headed out
To walk the path of fury.
No boy like you, inside your shroud,
Shall ever be my jury.

The incidents you know are false,
Reality's invading.
From deep within awareness calls,
So rip apart your shading.

You weren't there, you did not go,
You never read her letter.
Your memory's a messy flow
But now you can get better.

Ambitious dreams, they were in vain,
They started this illusion.
But from a lie you cannot gain,
So wake from your delusion.

You're disappointing and a shame,
You couldn't bear rejection.
You couldn't reach my boundless fame
And so you lost connection.

We are the same, our mother's kin,
And I am your salvation.
The alien inside your skin
Shall be your revelation.

We are the things you fear and hate,
Just fleshy ragdolls hollow.
But high up north, there waits our fate,
The path that you should follow.

So tell me, brother, how you feel.
There is no sense in turning.
The truth is simple: we're not real,
You are a puppet churning.

We are not children, are not men,
Just rats for scientists crazy,
Begotten in the devil's den
In mist and test tubes hazy.

We're angels fallen from the skies,
We're torn and mutilated.
The sickly glow inside our eyes
Is how we were created.

The advent of our kind draws near,
We'll meet below the mountains.
The crater beckons, have no fear,
Await the lifestream's fountains.

You cannot win, so come with me,
The promised land we're finding.
Reunion is my last decree
Before the end's unwinding.

And finally we will be whole,
As gods in light ascended,
United with our mother's soul,
As always was intended.

"What I have shown you is reality. What you remember, that is the illusion."

„It's all right. You're here... Everyone's all together. Together... we can do anything.“

Can you hear the planet crying
While reactors drain the land?
Everywhere the lifestream's dying,
While the cloaked ones sing and chant.

Finally the day is coming,
Death bears down from outer space.
I can hear the chaos humming
And the holy powers grace.

To the core of earth we're fighting,
Taking on the angel's wrath.
All together we are lighting
For us all the future's path.

Holy energy is rising,
Weapons battle chaos seeds.
Thousands lights shine mesmerizing
As we go where fate us leads.

We will stop the creature's creeping,
We will halt the angel's rise.
I can the hear the planet weeping,
So I'll fight 'till their demise.

Many hands are working, striving,
As defenders of the realm.
Then, at last, the stream's arriving,
To secure the planet's helm.

One last blow and all is ending,
One winged angel nevermore.
Countless souls are flying, bending,
Vanquishing the meteor.

Can you hear the lifestream roaring?
Planetary counterstrike.
Gaia's energies are soaring
While the holy powers spike.

Finally the war is ending,
One last time I see her face.
In the streams the girl is tending
Flowers in her sacred place.

Overwhelmed my body's falling,
Destiny has been fulfilled.
Hands reach out, my friends are calling,
We will live to be rebuild.

In the end the world is healing,
Now's the chance to make things right.
Peace and passion I am feeling,
In my heart a placid light.

"Look always to the internal flow of time which is far greater than the span of human life."

Long ago the fighting's ended
And at last, the planet's won.
After Gaia was defended,
Untamed wildlife's living on.
Nature is reclaiming splendid
Everything that humans done.
A whisper echoes through the core,
Like verses from the promised shore.

We danced on starlight, specks of dust,
In space and time we've vanished,
But through the ruins, scrap and rust
Creation stands replenished.

The cosmic flames shine unrestraint
Above the lifestream's gleaming.
Our footsteps echo far and faint
And fade in moonlight beaming.

The solar fires and below
The rosy-tinted alpenglow
Illuminate the tapestry
Of every prairie, wood and sea
And all that lives on Gaia's planes,
A universe of endless grains,
Until, one day, just space remains
And newborn worlds will rise with glee.

"What you see will eventually become part of life's dream."

"All Lucky 7s!"

Meet the cowgirl from the hillside,
With the shortest skirt around.
She serves drinks in shady lamplight
But for greater things she's bound.

She's a bombshell and a fighter,
She's a whirlwind none can tame.
When she comes the room gets brighter,
Fists of fury, taproom dame.

She's the queen of mountains heavy,
She's a wild and pretty thing.
All the cowboys form a bevy
But she packs a vicious swing.

She's a bruiser on a mission,
Busty brawler with resolve.
Hit the slots and take position,
Somersaulting she'll revolve.

Long-legged jump kick, fiends get bested.
Overdrive, her foes go down.
As a barmaid, battle-tested,
She's the heartbeat of our town.

The biting cold is gripping hard,
The mountain shows no pity.
The earth is frozen, white and scarred,
The crater's dark and gritty.

We're heading north, towards the inn
Where icicles are growing.
The blizzard wails, the stormclouds spin,
We're blind in endless snowing.

We reach the place were she was born,
The girl of earth and ocean.
A place remote, a lodge forlorn,
I'm marching with devotion.

We're heading down, to eerie caves,
The whirlwind maze is shrieking.
The chills of terror come in waves,
The crystal cracks with creaking.

The man in black, at last he's free,
His copies stand there, shaking.
Each moment an eternity,
The angel is awaking.

Destructive rage is all he feels,
His Masamune thirsting.
He's breaking free from earthbound seals,
A dark messiah's bursting.

„Only death awaits you all..."

There has been rumors, has been talk
About a ghostly girl who'd walk
Through ruins of church of old,
On flower fields of petaled gold.

Some people swear that they have seen
Her pinkish dress and eyes so green
In gentle wafts above the ground
And floating steps without a sound.

But I do know there is no hope
And I move on, I have to cope,
For spectral whispers in those halls
Are noble wishes, fair but false.

I know she's in the lifestream's tide
And even though it could be right,
I wouldn't want her to return,
For life goes on, we must adjourn.

"Hey you!! What're you lookin' so down for!? How 'bout it? Want me to read your fortune!?

A bright future! A happy future! Oh, but don't hold it against me if it's not a great prediction!"

Come, let's ride the ferris wheel
Where fireworks are blooming!
Let me tell you how I feel
When light cascades are fuming.

Come, let's hear the mascot chat,
The pathway to tomorrow.
Fortune telling kitty cat
Won't speak of any sorrow.

Follow me and watch the play,
Our roles are long decided.
Let's not waste a single day
Until we are divided.

Let me thank you, flower girl,
For all your boiling anger,
Every laugh and blush and swirl
Amidst this buzzing clangor.

Let this night last evermore
The greatest show's beginning.
Here with you my heart can soar,
The ferris wheel keeps spinning.

Precious moments full of bliss,
The carousel's rotating.
Just a word and just a kiss,
Outside there's nothing waiting.

Rattling coasters clank and spark,
The colored rails are bending.
Let's forget what's dark and stark,
Before the show is ending.

Come, let's take the last of rides,
The golden saucer's humming.
Seconds feel like thousands nights,
But swiftly dawn is coming.

„What you pursue will be yours... but you will lose something dear.“

Soldier First Class

I didn't care. The planet was dying and nobody cared. Everyone was just happy to have trains and electric lights and central heating to warm their homes in the city. Everyone was so busy living that they didn't have time to care.

But I was different. I didn't care for anything, not even my own life, let alone the lives of others or the well-being of the planet. It all had nothing to do with me. I felt nothing... until I met them... and her.

Suddenly I was surrounded by all those people who cared so deeply for everything around them, they stood up to fight for a better world. Not a dying world of cheap, short-sighted comfort, but a sumptuous world of lasting health and beauty. A world that would support us, as we supported it. They were the protectors of the planet. And slowly, imperceptibly I started to care too.

I was just a mercenary, but I realized that I could become much more. I realized that it didn't matter what you are, but what you strive to become.

I let myself be swept away by the avalanche that would change the world forever.

It all started here. That was it. Opening: Bombing mission.

Highway Chase to Asgard

The lights of the highway traffic are rushing past me, the world is blurring. Fenrir howls as I speed forward. The great wolf is breathing fire and smoke, roaring and growling in the heat of battle.

We ride like valkyries over the rainbow bridge, heading to the promised land before us. Thrymheim awaits, the great hall of Skadi, goddess of snow-covered mountains. Beside me flies Odin, protecting our group from any harm. The dark of the underpass engulfs us like an endless black void, but finally we see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Our pursuers fall away. For now we are save. Finally we leave the city behind and reach the endless plains outside. The smoke is fading and makes way for emerald grass and golden fields.

We have escaped the concrete canyons of Midgard and reached the heavenly kingdom of Asgard, blessed with abundance and fertile lands. Somewhere down below the great mother of earth is watching over us.

We've discovered a grand new world.

Finally we breathe fresh air... transfused with the subtle hint of a winter to come.

Her Last Words

Immersed in iridescent, ethereal light, a girl is praying, kneeling between the otherworldly ruins of a lost civilization, like a blossoming flower at the end of the world.

"I'll be going now. I'll come back when it's all over." Those where her last words.

What am I?

I'm broken, I feel torn and confused... and betrayed. Everything is fading away, I can't even trust my own memories anymore. A transparent apparition flickers before my eyes. Is this real or am I just dreaming? It would be too good to be true. What am I... what is my reality anyway?

Can I even go on? Am I allowed to? It's all my fault... please forgive me.

The Well beneath the Moon

Do you remember the well beneath the moon? It seems like it was lifetimes ago. We weren't close then, but that night I felt that we were. We would just sit there, watch the star ocean unfold around us and talk about the future.

The future seemed bright then. I wanted to change the world. I wanted to become like him, my great idol, our deadly enemy. Now it's hard for me to see the future. Everything seems to be crashing down around me. I feel like the end is near. Or maybe, with her death, the end has already happened and somehow I'm still alive.

I don't know why, but maybe I have a fleeting notion. Whenever the path feels too dark to walk, I remember the well beneath the moon and the flowers in the slum. Whenever I do, I feel like I have the strength to fight on. Somehow... we will make everything right. We'll carry on and see this through to the end.

I want to sit under the moon again, surrounded by stars and flowers, the sound of gurgling water in the air, and feel the same peace I felt that night so many years ago.

Let's go... somehow we will make it happen. We will save the world.

Countdown to the Final Battle

Death comes from above. The summoned meteor of black magic fills the sky and looms foreboding over the surface, coming closer with each passing minute.

Titanic weapons have awakened, cannons roar and the realms of Gaia shudder in the face of ultimate destruction. Holy powers gather and the protectors of the earth travel north to meet their fate inside the core of the planet.

Gods and men clash at the end of the world. The crisis has come and the final battle begins.

And somewhere, somehow... a flower girl is watching.

Fabula Nova

We cease to be, taking with us all traces of our very existence, vanishing like the ancient civilizations before us. The lifestream flows steadily and the wheel of time is turning. Eons pass and eternities follow. The great cycle continues. All around, the glittering cosmos is living on.

The scions of new life blossom in the infinite universe like flowers in the slum. From fire comes rain and once again the healing winds will wave over the open ranges of the surface. New life is hatching under the rays of a magnificent sun and finally a new planet beckons.

The stage is set and the curtain is lifted. A new tale of struggle and destiny begins.

The show opens. Fabula Nova.

"I know you want my help because I'm so good!"

Descended from an ancient caste
She yearns for restoration.
She's looking for the stately past
With spiteful desperation.

The pride, the honor, all was lost,
The dojo's quiet and hollow.
No matter what the price, the cost,
Her restless heart she'll follow.

The codex and it's noble ways
Are gone, the glory's fading.
She's hunting through the woods for days
And reckless she is raiding.

Her blades are flying, smokebombs burn,
Her movements like greased lightning.
The great rebellion shall return,
A bloodfest swift and frightening.

A princess and a roguish thief,
Bushido and deception.
Behind her mask she hides the grief
Of painful self-perception.

She's fighting to redeem her tribe,
Restore the old tradition.
She'll steal and stalk and brawl and bribe
With juvenile ambition.

She's ruling fire, reigns the steel,
A kunoichi prowling.
The heavens and the earth shall kneel,
Leviathan is howling.

The country of the samurai
Shall once again stand proudly,
Unbowed beneath the boundless sky
With cries of freedom loudly.

The warriors shall heed the call,
Defy the occupation.
Now stand or die, we'll rise or fall,
Reclaim the dragon's nation.

"Oh, GAWD! If I knew this was gonna happen, I would've taken rope escape lessons more seriously!!"

"Something's wrong. Look outside."

Blood and guts and gore and gyre,
The seat of power has been slain.
Smoke and screaming, slashing, fire,
The money and the might in vain.
Angels form a hellish choir,
Tainted legend, crimson rain.

Swords and staffs and fists and rifles,
The earth's protectors in pursuit.
Through the hallways, no one trifles,
Ahead of them the evil's root.
Fallen hero, reason stifles,
The blood trail draws a scarlet route.

High above the steely skyline
Lies the corpse of corporate greed.
We're just watching from the sideline
As the alien is freed.