Hjälte Songtext
von Xehanort

Felled from sky
The archaic and holy source of all
Leaves wilt, branches sunder
Now unmade, she sings a mournful melody

And cast from heavenly domain
Are salvation′s outreached hands

All is lost of sight and of volition
All is damned to rot eternally

Of all the fault in man
Such calamity was not fated
Though if fate should find in collapse of order
A means by which to feed forth the echo of legend


Then as such, so it shall be
That the errant soul of songs past may unravel us all
Given form to entropy
That the saviors scattered may convene once more
And behold the ruin

Behold cinder and smoldering ash
Where once stood hallowed forest
Reset, renew, rewind

Born of flames within the great mountain
Of ore unearthed from tombs of fabled guardians in pages past
Now forged at last
And set upon corporeal time
That it may be undone to preclude the world's collapse