Euphrat(es)ia/La Mer: Number Six

Peace and Balance keep the waters strong
Against the rising lands of Gorgea
And his mountainous allies

The calculated chaos of liquidity
Spin the earth into a brew
Of both order and mess,

Combining the powers of the
Waters, the Earth, the Sky
And the universe into one.

His water courses sharp
Through the valleys of the dark
And the caverns on high;

And thus we shall see
What new life will bring into this
Earth, this ever-changing sphere:

The moon will smile upon
These new waters, these new
Cracks in the mantle of life

With Water He shall sculpt while He wonders
Just how deep the Old Gods have been sunk,
And if they still believe in themselves,
Do they remain deities?

Or are they something else?

Ziegwelder: Number One

Unbreakable, my shoulders carry on
And the battlefield plays out
Exactly as I'd hoped
Playing my strengths
Against your weaknesses

My sword always larger
And always swifter
Than the biggest blade of them all

I wonder if my liege, my sole friend
Carries on my wisdom still;
And when I've faded once and for all
Will I still be the strongest?

His gold still plays my fingertips
As our brotherhood lives on inside my head
But the purpose I long for eludes me;

Why am I still here?
I ask The Fates but they won't tell.
The amnesia made me wander for days,
And here I am now, before the lost others,
Wondering why we were born so soon?