A world like this we never before have seen A prism in which the shadows are all dispelled -THE LIGHT IS SCARPENED! ALL THAT REMAINS IS THE LIGHT We are not so far away from home We are leaving again
We do not seek to be the source of your spells of sadness I seek and I find my power to creation, deliberation to expulsion Do not sense, but see, my falsification
Are you the one who will bleed my tears or will my enchantment burst once again? Burst under your horrific words?
AS LONG AS THERE IS LIFE THERE IS HOPE FOR AN END
While I know this, I do not longer know All there is, the taste of blood