to be or not to be there is no quesiton why you can't love me why you never mentioned how it is that you feel my lost friends and country-men won't lend me their ears they still won't listen after all these years and i've got nothing more to say no i've got nothing more to say this is not real and you are not you and i'm not who you think i am what is this world coming to it may just disappear
where is this daggard i'm supposed to see before me lost between the ruins of another broken story these words are nothing new something i'd expect from you william sits in avalon he wonders how he got there he is alone inside himself with hints of his nightmare and now he knows how he feels
this is not real and you are not you and i am not who you think i am what is this world coming to it may just disappear while william sits in avalon