Micolus the Colossus

Red Dawn

And in the history book, he reads:

He reads of an empire, old and weak
A despotism
An unjust hierarchy
With unjust aristocracy

A world of fatal mistakes
Without learning
A world in denial
Without joy
A world aging faster
Racing towards
A bitter and inevitable end

The great enterprise
Was to decide the life
Of the empire
And of the despotism
The great enterprise
However
Failed

But, my child, that is all in the past
And you have arrived into a new world
A joyous world
A world of hope and dreams
In line with the will of fate

For, my child
From the ruins of this dead empire
Rose a new nation
Strong and full of life
Your nation

And we all wait to see
What the red dawn
May bring us

Perhaps it is a mirage
A mere trick
But regardless of which
The sun brightens our day
Burning red
In the horizon