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