Days of learning,
Years to grow...
There's so many things I'll teach you,
so much advise to give...
They are beautiful
perfect in every way...
You walk, You battle,
You level, You rappel...
My mother is the wife of my father,
Also the mother of my three brothers and only one...
The roar of the demons shook the world,
the tiles in the ceiling began to rain down...
I was going to buy you a card,
but not one was good for you...
Coming up on 57.
Lead the way anew...
Another year has passed.
Others mark the day...
The one,
who makes me awake...
Over the ages
Through the battles...
That time of year when things we
saw when we had to many come...