• In this world only few can see whats wrong,
    No one ever really knows whats going on,


    No one can see past the dread of survival,
    But we have a new and deadly arrival,


    When you hear these words spoken,
    Take a gratitude for my token,

    This melody ends tragic,
    Unless you have luck and Magic,


    Hold on tight to what mysteries I bring,
    For with no voice who can hear you sing?


    I turn to you with love and hate,
    May you be happy or upset about your fate,


    We have all done something bad,
    But soon shall everyone see what we lack,


    This world will not go on,
    For all in all our little lives are not long,


    I have but one more thing to say,
    If one shall die the other will stay...