Storyteller:
"And so the Seeds of Greatness was sown wit-
hin him. The Victor of the Thousand Battles,
back to win and enraged with Hatred."
Skyhawk, to the defeated:
"You are mere apparitions, makings of Man.
Inane visions, from my world you're banned."
Storyteller:
"Lying dormant was an urge to end the
Torment. RETALIATION was the spark out of
the dark."
Skyhawk, triumphantly:
"I am my Epiphany. Nothing controls me,
nothing!"
Storyteller:
"And as he stood there, watching the blood red
Sun set, he said to himself: 'Indeed, I
rule...FAR BEYOND ANY DIVINE
HORIZON!"
"And so the Seeds of Greatness was sown wit-
hin him. The Victor of the Thousand Battles,
back to win and enraged with Hatred."
Skyhawk, to the defeated:
"You are mere apparitions, makings of Man.
Inane visions, from my world you're banned."
Storyteller:
"Lying dormant was an urge to end the
Torment. RETALIATION was the spark out of
the dark."
Skyhawk, triumphantly:
"I am my Epiphany. Nothing controls me,
nothing!"
Storyteller:
"And as he stood there, watching the blood red
Sun set, he said to himself: 'Indeed, I
rule...FAR BEYOND ANY DIVINE
HORIZON!"