War ravages the sacred lands,
Those that lie where you do not see.
Conquering all, restless is the enemy;
Only Castle Hope still stands.

Brave soldiers, friends, family;
Fearless, they march into battle.
One-by-one they're slain, no chance for victory.
They now rest eternally.

Only the general's left,
He's barely breathing anymore.
A cold blade takes aim, ready to pierce the heart
Faintly beating in his chest.

It's he for whom the bell tolls.
The hour of death is drawing near.
The sword begins its descent, this is the end;
Time to go, the curtain calls.

But the blade can't find its way:
For another one blocks the path.
The general can not let go of the past,
And his Hope will never sway.

He draws strength from what once was,
Burning memories guide his blade,
Restless, he marches toward endless glory,
And it's all for a good cause.

His strength comes from what could be,
A future that's worth fighting for.
The last bastion between joy and agony,
That's what he'll forever be.

When you are silent,
I suffer in silence.

For hours on end,
You don't reply.
Even though I see you online.

Off, then On.
On, then Off.
The silence?
It is loud.

Many others you meet,
And all of them you greet.
A warm welcome, a fond goodbye.

On, then Off.
Off, then On.
The silence?
It's painful.

Many days later,
I get an answer.
Many words, so little meaning.

Off, then On.
On, then Off.
The message?
It cuts deep.

When I remain silent,
I suffer regardless.

You ask, I don't reply.
I require rebuilding
Lest I die, I will need some time.

Always On, never Off.
Never Off, always On.
My silence?
It's T o r t u r e.

You meant the world to me.
You left me to die, and yet still
Invaluable as you are,
I miss you every day.

You pushed me away, and
Created a void in my heart.
Invaluable as you are,
The hole can not be filled.

You're alive, and yet gone.
But even if you were to die,
Invaluable as you are,
You would be a diamond in the pile.

The value of something
Is only clear in its absence.
Worthless as I am,
There'll be nothing for you to miss.

When precious things get lost,
They leave behind an empty void.
Worthless as I am,
There'll be nothing for you to fill.

When the soul leaves the eyes
People always cry, asking "why?".
Worthless as I am,
I'll just be one more corpse in the pile.

In the distance, a mountain stands;
For thousands of years unchanging.
But look beyond the veil, and you will see
That its pain never truly ends.

The relentless winds blow away its crust,
The wrath of water carves its core.
For many years it stood the test of time;
How long can it last? Fall it must.

An eruption of emotion starts the end,
The mountain explodes from the inside;
Its top blows up: dark, thick smoke now fills the air,
Tired stones crumble, lava covers the land.

With you I always felt special.
You said that you have company,
Suddenly, I felt like one of many.
My soul is now just an empty vessel

The Star of Hope has died,
But there is no reason to cry:
Beautiful stars leave stunning Nebulae.