Bounded inside the circle of doom.
Moveless, Scared, unable to bloom.
The Four ways prepare for the thurst.
The mark has been set, disposed to pass.

A long-lasted war has come to an end.
A side has secured a glorious victory.
Another side is now suffering the shame.
Another revenge is waiting beyond the land.

Shalt the arrogance denote the domination?
Or the wise words turn the light on?
Shalt the loss return as the champion?
Or the history will tell an oxymoron?

Time is the descendant of fate.
The Wheel ruling recur phase.
The Living Justice.
The Great Karma of Evidence.

Hence, Let the battle begin.
The art of conquest will be airing.
The Final Shah Mat will be seen.
The Checkmate will be shown once again
© Arma