@Kinkajou2
For Journey:
Dance on, soft flames cupped in my hands,
Warm the lair and serve the hearth;
Nurture and guide the hatchling small,
Keep us in good mirth.
Those once lost do wander home
Because it calls them where they roam.
Yet when the war bell tolls its song,
Arm me now in fire fierce,
Crackle bright and leave none left,
Burn as my enemies I pierce.
Hope does burn as a wavering flame,
And its power leaps when I call its name.
Enjoy~!
For Journey:
Dance on, soft flames cupped in my hands,
Warm the lair and serve the hearth;
Nurture and guide the hatchling small,
Keep us in good mirth.
Those once lost do wander home
Because it calls them where they roam.
Yet when the war bell tolls its song,
Arm me now in fire fierce,
Crackle bright and leave none left,
Burn as my enemies I pierce.
Hope does burn as a wavering flame,
And its power leaps when I call its name.
Enjoy~!