Little minds, should not speak so.
They flounder, they perish..
Yet, through it all, HE has stood.

Will is what will prevail,
not the mighty arms of those weak at heart
Unable to stick to any convictions.

With spear, I will prevail
With my Axe, I will continue
Time will tell, and HE is still here.

So proud, so valiant, we are of Sentinel heart
but come near the wilds, the might will be felt.
Time and time again, we will stand.

we don't wish to conquer..
Our duty is clear,
more then you may ever understand.
Come not near the wilds..
The Rhythm shall prevail..

Death will not deter..
Stand Strong, Stand Proud
We will..


Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Chakros, in the year 199 MA.