Mated to the Alpha Don
After Asmodeus rises, and the dark witch reigns,
all of humanity will suffer.
Once the angel brings forth the sacred flame,
She’ll rise by fate’s own hand, awoken.
For under a sky painted with fire,
A child of magic will come forth,
hidden amidst the echoes of the lyre.
With eyes that see the truth within, and hands that heal the broken,
Of elements four, she’ll be the master, bending earth, air, sea, and fire,
When darkness spreads and shadows fall, upon the land so wide,