Shiva

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ULTIMA!!!

Dark Falz, did darken the sky.
His roar  spits Megid and his scales sharpened scythes.
Men ran and they cowered and they fought and they died.
They burned and they bled as they issued their cries.

We need saviors to free us from Dark Falz's rage.
Heroes on the field of this new war to wage.
And if Dark Falz wins, man is gone from this world.
Lost in the shadow of the Dark Force unfurled.

But then came the Hunters on that terrible day.
Steadfast as winter, they entered the fray.
And all heard the music of Dark Falz's doom.
The sweet song of Ultima, sky-shattering till noon.

And so the Hunters freed us from Dark Falz's rage.
Gave the gift for Ultima, ushered in a new Age.
And If Dark Falz is eternal, then eternity's done.
For his story is over and the Dark Force... is gone.