The two beings of one's mind.

We enter without care.

We hope to reach, to find,

The one's who share.

We do not stop for the other,

We do not listen to the whines.

With the powers from another,

Our souls will entwine.


We fight for those who cannnot.

We move the ones who will

Their courage shall rot,

While our spirits will fill.


Our heart is like a sword.

What is broken can be reforged. 

We are not amused, not bored.

Our flames will be gorged.

Even if we don't get far,

Our souls holds The Gold Medallion.

Just remember what we are.

The fortunate ones, We are Rebellion.