Mario followed the princess. Peach looked to the royal garden, and saw two wooden posts.

Her parents were modest people, they didn't want big fancy graves.

This is gospel for the fallen ones

Mario's eyes softened, when he walked up to her.

"Mama mia, Peach, it;s okay."

Locked away in permanent slumber

She smiled, bittersweetly. "I know, just wanted to say Hello before the end of the worlds as we know them."

"Peach, that won't happen."

Assembling their philosophies

"I know it won't. We'll live, I can feel it. But the worlds will be new. Blessed even."

From pieces of broken memories

Fawful yelled in fury, at everyone. His feet were surrounded by darkness, and his hair seemed fake.

Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds,

He shook his head, the dark receding.

He held it back, to keep everyone safe.

But they haven't seen the best of us yet

Luigi held Mario by the shoulders, and smiled at it.

"I love you, Bro."

He performed Knockback Bros. to get him out of there.

If you love me let me go!

He could care less what happened to himself.

Anyone can mess with him, but no one can mess with his big brother.

If you love me let me go!

Mario was always protecting him, so now it was his turn.

Even if he wasn't strong enough to, he charged alone.

'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars

Mario landed, and immediately got up.

He ran back in that direction.

He wasn't leaving Luigi behind.

The fear of falling apart.

He grabbed the injured younger, and with all his strength, flipped.

And truth be told, I never was yours

In a spiral, they were gone.

The fear, the fear of falling apart

Popple sighed, putting his head in his knees.

He hated this.

He wanted to do something.

But he couldn't,

This is gospel for the vagabonds,

Bowser roared, as he savagely fought.

He was the fiercest opponent when angered.

Ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards

The Nimbi's gathered, and spoke of how they died.

The living, listened.

Murdered.

Childbirth.

Car Wreck.

Misplaced.

Bombings.

Raids.

Beaten to death.

All things, that are hard to control.

Confessing their apostasies

Dimentio smiled, wickedly.

The worlds were his for the making.

Everything was in his favor.

Led away by imperfect impostors

Everyone. Everywhere. Did things different.

Some fled from the Void. It followed them.

Some tried to ignore it. It haunted them.

Some stayed home, and had all their family together. They knew it was all for naught.

Some shot at the void, It was useless.

Don't try to sleep through the end of the world

There was only few brave enough to face this head on.

The true heroes.

And bury me alive

They won't give up.

Even if they wanted to.

They won't.

'Cause I won't give up without a fight

Dimentio wasn't hard to defeat.

But what stood behind him, at all times, was.

Chaos was able to strike most of them down.

Each hero lost ached the others hearts.

If you love me let me go

The monster was huge, and the most formidable foe they had ever seen.

They couldn't defeat it.

If you love me let me go

The heroes, near their last breath, heard whispers.

"For all of the horrible things I've said and done: One more to remember me by. I'm one to worship something out of nothing. You are forever determined in our hearts"

'Cause these words are knives and often leave scars

They all looked up, and saw Dimentio whispering to himself.

He was trying to overpower Chaos.

The villain gave hope to the heroes.

The fear of falling apart.

Peach whispered to herself.

"I was never the ruler. It is not over. Get far away, and look at your mistakes. Watch them combust under the weight of the lessons."

Truth be told I never was yours.

Bowser whispered.

"I am a ruler. I rule my people, and my heirs. They all look to me for guidance, and I give it. In my own way."

The fear of falling apart.

Mario blinked, and whispered.

"I was never a fighter. When I stood alone, I never backed down enough to take a step back. When I wasn't, I couldn't stand for one minute without my other half."

The fear of falling apart.

Luigi nearly whimpered.

"I am a fighter. I waited patiently for my opportunity, and took it when it arose. I am forever entitled, to my other half."

The fear, the fear of falling apart.