Silence becomes your woes
and your pain erases itself
as according to the amber
of Rosa.
The weight of the world is light
in her deliverance.
Healed and cleansed in.....
her cocoon she is born.
In her ever blooming flower.
The conquered world is only...
a bane to her balm.
She is the phantom in your day.
The scythe among the reeves cast upon....
The light is hidden to those who know.
And wrap your claws on the new world.
Frozen is the secrets to those who know.
And seal your truths in the amber of Rosa.
And state your oath as it burns in the tense.
She is born from a frozen giant called Rosa.
The power of a thousand storms.
The crystal magic of her salt to these flames.
Birthed her water palace in this malice.
The nexus of the fallen ones
are only seeds to the door of
darkness.
She is born in the cocoon of the light.
The light is her temple.
Dark is obsidian\'s choice.
I am the dominion of her dark presence.
Only a shadow of tempests.
She is the star that shines brighter.