Innocent can be a child
Annoying nave to both good and evil
Maybe it is a choice
Having to be ignorant of so many things
Ill it feels too many
Looking upon that oddity
And how long? How long?
Right, right, not long at all
In fact, I hear it fading, delicious
Open the gates, I say!
Up, up go little children, to your fate
Savor your time, in Mhaldor, just wait.


Penned by my hand on the 24th of Daedalan, in the year 472 AF.