Once upon a time, in a peaceful country, in a peaceful nation.
An empire lazied by riches and blessed by sciences.
A kingdom with infinite beauties and wealth beyond reckoning.
Peaceful are its people.
Eager they were to share their knowledge.
Ignorant they were of the greed and mischief of their neighbors in the northern kingdoms.
Their riches were coveted.
Their wealth was envied.
Their neighbors said their riches shall be ours.
A ruse they plotted.
A lie they sung.
A mischief they managed.
Trickery was their weapon.
Religion was their net.
Armies they caught.
Marched they did to the sleeping nation.
They sung murderers you are.
Holy is our war.
Barbarian you are.
Freedom we bring.
Our enemies you are.
Fear you no more we will!
The innocent were slain.
The good were slaved.
Oppression said my time has come!
Centuries passed.
Fate still plots.
From the ashes rose a man.
To a free plagued little kingdom he traveled.
Cure he brought.
Order he restored.
A wise man he was.
No one can deny it.
He called for justice.
He called for freedom.
The people answered lead and we will follow.
He swam through a sea with his people by his side.
Through an ocean of oppression.
Through a sea of lies.
Victorious they emerged.
A feared enemy they became as the lies once weaved.
Mercy they showed.
Peace they brought.
And the great kingdom was restored and yet was no more.
Centuries later history screams.
Look out small kingdom!
I still repeat my mistakes.
Again lies were weaved.
Again armies were sent.
Bombs they dropped.
Their lies they forgot.
New lies they weaved.
To wage a war for riches they covet.
Terrorists was their claim.
Democracy was their lie.
Innocence they slew.
Peace they murdered.
But history says worry not little kingdom.
Mistakes I repeat.
Correct them I shall.
Be patient little kingdom.
From ashes a hero will rise.
Restore balance he will.
Bring peace he shall.
Time is needed.
But my promise is law.
Great you once were.
Great and free again you shall be.