Publisher's Synopsis
Warfare is born in good entertainment and love. Faith is born in days of idle sacrifice in understanding a destiny. Lament, for the fear of God is upon us. Good Lord, seek us a favor, beg us a pardon. Dawn in the evening, day in the night. For a burden is near a daylight shall come. A star shall be born a birthing and a rise. Rising in the sun and the light. There is no way for a begged pardon. No ill-gotten gain for a pursuit. In all rising of good faith and tiding the night's biggest relay is a reprieve in the break of day. For the wind blows and the path soon follows the rising and the breaking of the dawn of day.
