Is the heaven which was promised.The heroes he admired,

He was standing there,
Steady and stunned.
Observing the things
and talking to none.
He was in deep sleep all of his life.
The poor kid has mistakenly
grabbed the hive.
The nightmare he was afraid of,
Was the dream allowed to him.
The hell he hates,
Is the heaven which was promised.
The heroes he admired,
Were the villains of this time.
Ashes of fallen empire were,
burning the shrine.
Thunder struck of cruel reality and a faint face,
The monk turned back and walked into solace.