I see fire on the horizon.
The world that I once loved is burning.
I was their golden child.
But suddenly I became an outcast.
A renegade.
As I stare at the vast night sky,
I dare myself to say a prayer.
If only I could have lived a different path,
where chaos doesn't exist.
All I see on the horizon is the fiery color of a sunrise.
Koa
Sagaworld