O fair maiden

  How your everyday has withered

  Your peaceful, mundane life shattered

  Your eyes to existence you know is no more

  But worry not little girl

  For 'they' will assist you

  Never abandoning

  You will find friends there

  But how shall your pure heart not waver

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  For what 'they' do

  You shall hate it

  Yet the bonds with them makes you stay

  Tread between choices, woman

  One or many

  Vengeance or forgiveness

  The spear or the shield

  So grasp your inner self, Alicia

  With I, within your soul

  I, who has taken its place in you

  Granting the eternal flame

  That takes your soul, not by your will

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