Prerogative: /prəˈräɡədiv/ noun A right or privilege exclusive to a particular individual or class.
It is indeed spelled that way.
Voices shall be as follows
Magus: Frog:
Dal
zumal
phara-lo
lierra. . .
Cast open the Gates that betwixt heaven and earth,
in exchange for the life of this world,-
Magus!
Ah,
that frog of so many days ago!
How have you fared since we last met?
Well enough.
I owe you my gratitude,
this form has been a blessing in disguise.
Without it. . .
*Shink*
there are things I'd never have obtained!
Ah~
the Masamune. . .
Then, you've come for me.
Let us hope no others interfere this time.
Again, the bitter black wind begins to howl. . .
. . .
Very well.
Come,
if it is death you seek!
Fools think that FATE can be defied,
all who have come before you have died!
Kingdoms will fall, shadows will Stand firm and fight, with all of your might,
rise. . . the hero's way!
. . . . . .
Now hear the black wind Fight for what's right, the path of the knight,
howl through the skies so here I stay!
The weak will be culled,
that's just how the world is designed.
Take your last breath, you changed nothing,
Now let the Fire
rise! Lavos!
Lavos!
Snuff out the light,
burning in your eyes.
. . . Is that all you can muster, Magus?
A mere barrier and parlor tricks?
You are no monster to be feared,
merely a wretch to be slain!
Then, let the black winds form a hurricane!
May your hopes be torn
ASUNDER!
Nothing has mattered, nothing will!
Why do you bother fighting still?
Fools, all like you, all will be Stand firm and fight, with all of your might,
killed! the hero's way!
Now you face death, empty Fight for what's right, the path of the knight
and chill! so here I stay!
You have no hope
of stopping all that has
been arranged!
Nothing will matter,
because the future
refuses change!
Lavos!
Mankind's last breath,
has been preordained!
. . . The day of Lavos ends now,
. . . with your death, craven!
It amuses me, that you still think you have a chance.
It is the prerogative of the weak to be weaker,
and you are nothing but dust in the black wind.
Mankind shall not live to the dawn!
Where shall they run when all hope is gone?
Like those I have slain, you soldier Stand firm and fight, with all of your might,
on! the hero's way!
You won't change the game, you're nothing but Fight for what's right, the path of the knight
pawns! so here I stay!
Fools will act brave and fight,
no matter what the cost.
The day of Lavos comes,
and your world is already LOST!
Lavos!
Let your world burn,
in a holocaust!
Captions by IrvingIV