it begins as a whisper, a promise, the lightest of breezes dances above the death cries of just a handful of men, that breeze became a wind, a wind of sacrifice, and turned into a gale that fuels the embers of hope and turns it into the raging bonfire that is freedom launched from our rightous machines goes forth fireballs of justice and with it comes our vengenace for it burns our enemies to cinders and reduces empires to ash as evil will never triumph while there are those still left who have the will to fight it