I'll help you train them.
The mortal souls that are left when our way of life is forever gone.

No one to guide them,
How will they survive this changing of the tides if they lack faith in themselves.

How helpless the rest will feel,
And give up becuse they think the fires over.
How beautiful.
Will they still love you despite your fading soul?
Be sure they will.
I'm sure they will.
I'll make sure they will.