John Francis Dooley

wipe the sleep from your eyes

and embrace the light.

You have slept now for a thousand years

beneath starless nights.



And now it's time for you to renounce the old ways

and see a new dawn rise.



In formet days

the masks were raised

when the god came down from off the mountain,

and a sacrifice was made

for they knew the day of WRATH

was fast approaching.



Just like yesterday...

before the war.



John Francis Dooley,

the scapegoat has run

all our sins are disowned.



And now it's time for you

to take off thy mask

and cross the Rubicon!



If you and I were one

within the eyes of our designs,

it would still not change

the fact of our leaving.



For tonight we must leave

with the first gentle breeze.

For the Isles of Ken we are assailing!



Just like Ullyses, on an open sea

On an odyssey

of self-discovery