Song for a New World

Breathe, children; sing of a New World,
A lost fragment in Space-Time.
Sing of the Child, the Original One,
Born from an egg in a sea of darkness.
Sing, too, of the Mother and Father,
Together, they created the First World.
The Child remembered the Song of Creation,
Alone, they crafted a New World.

Breathe, children; sing of the Seven,
Servants of the Original One.
Argent Seeker, Wind Drifter, and Wave Singer,
Those who guide all people.
Aureate Keeper, Thunder Rider, and Flame Caller,
Those who protect all lands.
Stranger, the lone sovereign with a solemn duty,
Awaiting all at the end of the world.

Breathe, children; sing of the Twins,
Scions of the Original One.
Sing of the Fair Lady,
Lovely and righteous.
Sing, too, of the Dark Lord,
Cruel and beautiful.
Reflections of the First World,
Fated to repeat its mistakes anew.

Breathe, children; sing of the First World,
Fragmented across Time and Space.
Sing of the Father and Mother,
Watching its sundering, mourning.
Sing, too, of the Child, the Original One,
Sundered, lost in a sea of darkness.
Breathe, children: you are inheritors,
Rulers of a remnant of the First World.