Our Calling

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Dear Noctis,

You shall fulfill your calling,

Even if I'm falling.

It's my prize to pay,

Doing the oracle's pray.

You must bring the light back,

The Accursed one to attack.

There will be many sacrifices

In your retinue of surprises,

But listen,

Oh Chosen King,

You must rise,

The light you bring.

As the oracle

I will remain on your side

And fulfill my duty

With pride.

But fear not,

When I'll be fought.

The king should remain calm

By my fall.

I will rest,

When all the dark is gone

And you and I

Meet in the beyond,

Forever shall hold

Our bond.

Don't turn away your face,

Oh Chosen One,

Even when your friends

Are done,

It's not yours to decide,

Which should be gone,

Only to suppress the dawn.

So gather strength,

Chosen One,

Defeat the dark

And show me your love

Infront of our

Sylleblossom park.

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