Love doesn't matter
isn't even defined now
Words don't matter
aren't even heard now
Happiness doesn't matter
can't be compared now
Desires don't matter
with all seats alike,
on god's giant wheel
The silence whistles
Winds happily shroud
the last man who lived
Long after,
the last soul was killed
This is me,
and this, the end of time
Where, for a fleeting moment,
freedom was truly mine