Come, you fellow transgressors...

I had foolishly entrusted my soul and trust to you ingrates, shall I define you only lowly as. My love and compassion for your exigency has been disregarded, and all now i've received is but a heap of hypocritic treason, a biggest sin in the Holy Phirogate Regime. It is only futile to heal, and imperative to respond. While the Holy Alliance ceased, the spirit stays upon hundreds, and brings thousands in collaboration.

Fear was then inflicted into thousands, reverence was attained. With respect to earth's rotation, the Holy Alliance scrutinizes the facts and resist all sinners with iniquitous means. An eye was only sufficient to sway your life away swiftly, and clean.

While all who sinned unto me, I shall not condone, nor shall I bear no malice. Facts have no room for possibilities. You will be chastised, you will be chasten. Identify your sins, and may you be put to heal with peace.


- Agares