By the way, sad naletio
And said Tabata to the son of Godzilla:
Oh you who balee
Forgive ten years of an absentee
We have listened to your plea
Fifteen years disappointed, begging to be free
And even with the one guarantee
Of music that is everlasting and carefree
You shall begin to agree
In the best combat you'll ever see
A world realized so staggeringly
You can't help but sightsee
With chocobos so feathery
So become an invitee
To an adventure of sorrow, wonder, and glee
A journey befitting a protagonist so lordly
Filled with drama, friendship, and sensuality
The time has come for a jubilee
For after Crisis Core and Type-0, never could you foresee
That in my hands laid the key
Thus born of my idiosyncrasy
Are the firm roots of a steady tree
The future of Final Fantasy
