An eternity ago I had another name
If I had known then what I know now
I would have killed myself in shame.

I swore that only he would cause my demise
Only his sword like love would pierce my heart
Then 'I'll never leave you' became lies

He left me, he abandoned me, then he gave up his ghost
He swore he'd always be with me.
So I searched everywhere. The fields, forests, coast.

But I had one option left after this search - my last
One hope, one place I knew he'd be. - the past

I had become bad, my search had caused people pain
I tore the world apart to find him again

I craved death, but couldn't die. Oh Gods where is he?
He promised: Only his sword at my death.
If he'd have recognised me, he would never have killed me.

One way to see him again. Two things to come of it
One of them ended in my death. One in my eternity
Eternity with him, and all my friends. My hopes were lit.

I remember everything. I know why I do what I do.
The Ring of Squall brought forth Griever,
As the Ring of Solomon brought forth another too.

Griever recognises me I am sure, I believe Squall's
memories are within him, the white winged black beast, imposing, tall.

I will not die by anothers sword. Many have come for me
Scattered like snow, only one I'll allow up, only one seeD.

Reunion through death or the compression of time
I cannot bear to be parted from the one who is mine.