I know many of you don't trust Eye the Spy. That's your right. But for those who have eyes, let them see:
But one more day, shall my hand stay, and Justice be denied.
Upon the second sunrise, then, shall secrets all be tried.
Against the grain of hardened truth, last not the mightiest foe.
For into regions yet untouched, shall our feet aim to go.
Upon the second sunrise, then, break bonds with no more pause
For if we are to bring the Light, 'tis Truth must arm our cause.
We, who Sacred Fire held, from ages long since spent,
Stand ready now, against the night; and never shall relent.
Dig in thy feet, and firmly stand, oh! Pilgrim, steadfast friend!
'Tis here, 'tis here, in breaking night, the Storm that now begins.