All these gorgeous dreams seem to disappear in emptiness
Intentionally forgotten
swallowed by the pace of time.
Life has dealt so many forms of bravery and amenity
as beauty only can have.
We enjoyed it, fulfilled like no one else.
What else can there be...
What else shout there be...
All the fighting may seem in vain...
Oh, small benighted mortals
all that you held important will vanish in nothingness
A day will come when there is no dawn
with growing darkness, this futile world will be veiled in deepest blackness.
If you cannot start with yourself, destroy all that you can
