John Francis Dooley wipe the sleep from your eyes and embrace the light. You have slept now for a thousand years beneath starless nights. And now it's time for you to renounce the old ways and see a new dawn rise. In formet days the masks were raised when the god came down from off the mountain, and a sacrifice was made for they knew the day of WRATH was fast approaching. Just like yesterday... before the war. John Francis Dooley, the scapegoat has run all our sins are disowned. And now it's time for you to take off thy mask and cross the Rubicon! If you and I were one within the eyes of our designs, it would still not change the fact of our leaving. For tonight we must leave with the first gentle breeze. For the Isles of Ken we are assailing! Just like Ullyses, on an open sea On an odyssey of self-discovery...