Prologue interpretationThe citizens conceal themselves,
Some hidden deep within the ground.
Together they keep their ear's covered,
Afraid they will hear death's sound.
The soldiers in combat are out in the open,
Praying upon their Gods for the war's end.
For although the soldiers might not live,
They pray their loved ones they'll defend.
As the thunder roars within the air,
A creature descends from up above.
With feathers as white as snow,
It's tone of sound filled with love.
All stares upon the creature cross-eyed,
Without noticing that people have changed.
Friend or foe, evil colors they turn
The dark monsters have gone deranged.
As the creature descends from the skies,
Its bewitching voice fills in the air.
The creature guides them to bliss,
Their souls taken without despair.
Interpretation from Act 1A creature with wings flies above the clouds;
Obsession engraved within its mind.
The mortal heads upon the heavens,
Wishing the Gift of the Goddess it will find.
The present in itself is a puzzle,
A riddle many would love to solve.
Until the mystery is unraveled,
The being refuses to evolve.
As the wicked haunts him day by day,
The past torments him by the hour.
There will come a time it will depart;
Its venom this beast will empower
Death will not stop it, nor fire or rain,
For this roaming spirit knows no ease.
Its heart hardened by years and time.
Yet this spirit's purpose it will seize.
Interpretation from Act IIMan and woman lay upon the floor,
With only one intention in mind.
Kisses flutter extendedly,
As their hearts laced and intertwined.
With their self-respect missing
And their bodies quite exposed,
Numbers fly within their minds,
Trying to get themselves composed.
They'll hate their deeds in the morning;
For impulsive loving is their action.
An oldened bliss rises within them,
For brash doting is satisfaction.
Foolhardiness will bring them misfortune;
For their acts goes against regulation.
Although it is a modern way to feel,
Creators scorn upon their temptation.
A sudden gloom arises within,
Knowing the end of their bliss is nigh.
Yet the thought quickly vanishes
As the lovers let out a booming cry.
Interpretation from Act IIIA lady stands in front of the bus
Eccentricity accenting her eyes.
With a flirtatious smile upon her lips,
The woman is a master of disguise.
An uneasy feeling rises within
Yet accepting this will not be the end.
For restraining unwanted emotions,
One must be deceitful to pretend.
With no method for second chances,
Entrapped within life's brutality.
Abandoning all that was given,
This woman faces reality.
To start anew, a dream everlasting
Yet awaiting its joyless new day.
One needs to feign its durability,
To forbid the spread of decay.
As the bus waits, the woman hikes its stairs;
Accepting her return will be far ahead.
When the time comes for the reappearance,
Her morality would not hang on a thread.
Interpretation from Act IVThe dawn of the new world will arrive
As soon as the Gods wills it to be.
Society is the dirt to their soil,
For we merely follow their decree.
Ideals were never there from the launch;
A world bound by deity and fate.
Our reverences are abandoned.
The planet left in an adverse state.
We seek salvation from the Gods
For having committed the unjust.
Yet our lessons are still unlearned,
Yielding results that will disgust.
The breeze coincides with the wind;
As our lives correspond with chance.
An eternity we'll have to spend.
Trying to gain a steadier stance.
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