• I walk the blade, The Swords Edge of Life, I walk it the point calling to me in a whisper, its dark voice speaking of death and destruction
    I walk closer to it, then another voice whispers to me, warning me of the Tip of the Sword, it tells me that I will perish if I go to the Tip, that I should come back....
    I struggle, my fear fighting my hope, my hate fighting my happyness, then a new emotion appears...love
    Love vanquishes hate, freeing happyness, it destroys fear, fighting hope...
    And I walk away from the Tip, torwards the voice of my love...