The seal has been placed,
The vow has been forgotten.
When have you been there
To seek out the elder’s guidance?
Don’t tell me you haven’t known
That this would affect us somehow.
The look you’re giving me
Is telling me more than your words.
Sounds only to betray the silence…
People may keep forgetting
That this island even exists,
But it still does for some reason.
And so do I – just like you do.
A weird co-existence without balance,
A book sealed away to be forgotten
And never be read again.
Does a vow, that’s been made,
That’s never been spoken of again,
Still exist in one of our worlds…
Although noone really remembers?