Prayer

High, as the birds who rule the sky,
Our prayers fly, You'll hear our cry,
Misery, sorrow, our beloved city fell,
Women, children crying, no words to tell.

Slowly, as the time passes by,
Day after day we suffer, we have to try
To keep ourselves in hope, our comrades alive
Whether you're a lord or beggar, there's no way to hide.

Oh, Paladine, it can't be true
I feel an awful pain, as I say gonna be with you,
Your Revered Sons and Daughters became the hands of evil,
The Kingpriest's taking glory, he's as bad as well...

Fire swept through the Plains of Ansalon,
Earthquake ruined down the castle, cold wind blows upon...
Weird creatures of evil invaded the lands,
Fear turns people to madmen, killing their own friends.

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Oh, Paladine, I put my soul into Your hands,
I tried to understand, what mortal man could not,
I ask You, to save those whose hearts are true,
Who spent their lives, helping others,
Feeding those, who didn't eat for a week,
Healing those, who were too weak to walk,
Fighting the evil, helping the blind to go,
Please take them to a place to survive
Or take them home to You.