• There was no time at all
    To pick up the call
    The end to all the glory
    I had only heard once in a story

    Now the end was coming near
    And I could account for every tear
    I ignored all the plights
    And there weren't any fights

    The world ran among the disaster
    I, creator of it all, was master
    Here come the devil's flames
    With their evil games

    That mistake of mine
    Will not be gone with time
    My heartbeat sped up
    And the crashing of realization stopped.