Brother versus brother
Sister versus sister
In a never ending cycle
Of greed and of war

Whom do we serve
Whom do we fight for
Whom amongst us is our friends
Whom amongst us is our enemies

Are we actually betraying others
Or in a way
Betraying our selves
Even though we're unable to see for ourselves

In this forsaken struggle
In an endless struggle
Of an endless three way war
Between three mighty factions

The Aldmeri Dominion
The Daggerfall Convenient
The Ebonheart Pact
Who actually prevails

We do not know for certain
But yet all is not lost
For there is someone
Someone who currently seeks and yearns to understand

To understand the never ending question
Of what is right and what is wrong
To determine on where all these situations lie
For Sir Justy the Confused. Is very much confused

Why do we have to fight our own
Why can't we all just get along
Why are we really here

What are we actually fighting for
What are we actually doing
What do we have to do
What do we have to prove

What is this three way war really about
Is this war really about
Trust, loyalty and the pursuit of happiness
Or is it not

Traitor, betrayal and the pursuit of endless sadness and grief
Whom amongst ourselves are innocent
For surely is it not true
That everyone is actually guilty

Guilty of trying to fight for of what you believe in
Guilty in harnessing the powers of endless possibilities
Guilty of not only betraying others and your alliances
But in honestly ourselves at times

So why do we have to achieve
To let others see what you are really capable of
To let others. Truly understand what you are trying to do
To let others accept who you really are and be happy with it

Why can't we have
A fourth alliance
Maybe we do actually have a fourth alliance
Maybe the fourth alliance is the Mages and Fighters guilds and others

For are they not neutral
In the battle that still rages in Cyrodiil
Don't these guilds accept all
Even though they not care about were you came from or background

For sadly, there is no harmony after all
We can't live in harmony, nor truly in peace
Yes there is false peace and hope outside of Cyrodiil
Don't let that fool you

Until it's to late
After we destroy ourselves in Cyrodiil
Who is left to finish us remaining alliance
Is it Molag Bal and his trusty Dadera minions

Is it Mannimarco. One of the trusted five companions. Who actually betrayed us all
So who is really left
Who will finally destroy other alliances and brings us to peace
Is it not Tiber Septum who finally brought harmony many years in future

Or is it really us amongst ourselves
Who would in turn actually destroy ourselves
If only we could listen to each other
If only we can band together as one

Let us band together as one
Yes it will be rough at first
For is it not better to help as one
By destroying our true enemies

Instead of each other
How many countless souls
Who serve and fight in all three alliances in Cyrodiil
Must we have to revive

So if we have the same goals
In all three factions
That our true enemy is Molag Bal
So why is there not peace between all three

I'll tell you why
Because it will be impossible
It will never happen for many more years
For whose to say for certain until the time comes

So if the War in Cyrodiil still rages
By all three mighty alliances
Since we all are unable to band together as one
To defeat our true and real enemy

What will happen to those poor soldiers
Who love all three factions. But yet torn apart
Since we are unable to be friends and fight for all three at same time

Those poor soldiers in Cyrodiil
Without really a alliance, a home they can call to
For they really love and feel belong to all three
But I fear they are unable to

I just only wish
Others will see what I mean and understand
On why these poor soldiers are doing on what they have to do
No matter if it's right or wrong in Cyrodiil

What those poor Cyrodiil soldiers
Without a true alliance and home
Must go through at all times
What grief and sorrow we must endure

For I am one of those poor soldiers
Believe it or not also
There are also many countless others
Who is like me, who feels same way as I do

Even though those others
Are currently in hiding
There voices not heard
There voices are silent whilst mine is strong

I salute you soldiers in hiding
In this amazing and unforgivable three way war
Those who feel same way as I do
While certain others will not like nor might not understand

Till the day comes
Us secret soldiers are forced to switch between
all three mighty factions in Cyrodiil
Until we can finally be at peace

Until we can find what our purpose is truly is
Rather right or wrong to others. It will seem right to us
Who serve and to love all 3 factions in Cyrodiil
Until the day comes where we can find where we are truly belong and call home. Until then we must wander.


The Mighty Eagle
The Mighty Lion
The Mighty Dragon
I wish you all three mighty factions well and hope you all understand.

Sincerely,
Sir Justy The Confused,

The poor soldier. Who loves all. Hate and or disliked by many. Loved by few. Who is unable to serve all 3 factions. Whom he loves dearly in Cyrodiil. Sadly unable to serve all three.

Also the protector and standing up for. In what he believes and feels is right. Rather right or wrong to others. To also standing up for those other secret soldiers who feels the same way as he does.