


In the late night, three more posters had again appeared around the city of Regalia.
Trust us or don't
We aren't a fault
The Ailor are all quite the same
Despite the Reverend's high words
And the church's slight turns
There is nothing that we could change in the way
From a clown to a crow
A joke or a threat
The letter still does remain quite clear
So who is the one that declares some low
And some the King of our world
The Emperor's name is of gold
His people are built upon lies
So who in the end is the Sinner
And who in the end is right?