The times have changed since we last parted
No more do I whisper of joy and peace.
I only hope for the end of all endings,
To fulfill my wieldiest dreams,
I wish for the hope of survival
I wish for bliss of retreat
I wish for the bitter hatred to end,
Love will be our only fleet.
Constant death,
Constant denial
Everything is moving so rapidly
Soon enough we will end up in a downward spiral
We can't retreat
We won't escape
Not at all, not at all
Until the end of all endings
Then, and only then, will
We be from this
This hatred, this revenge,
This everything
This fantasy world called reality
