As the world turns
and the sun is dying,
we can only mourn,
as we keep on trying.
Denying that we're doomed,
as the world suffers,
and hope it's one day made new,
to wake and take off these covers!

But it's no dream, it's real!
I know what I see and feel!
And with the world at war,
it's just ourselves that we ****!

And as it seems it's done,
and that the curtain is drawn;
Once the temple's collapsed,
the spirit is gone -
To the far and beyond,
at the end of sorrow.
Where true peace is found,
I'll be there tomorrow!

At the exit of sorrow!
At the end of hate!
Right at the gates of Love,
that's where Mercy waits!