This fear I have
Of that prayer coming true
Lies before my eyes
A scene never seen
A hundred years pass
Soon another hundred
In the blink of an eye
I lost the hope to trust
Don't die on me friend
In a cold metal world
There I sat staring
Looking at the moon
That used to be so small
As I continue this life
Forever waiting
Waiting for
The angel of death that never came to see me
But one by one
Like flowers in the wind
My friends wilt away
Leaving another scar
Again and over again
People meet and love each other
But how am I supposed
To give strength
To this wounded soul
When whenever I see someone
I see written in red
The day se will die
And I still remember
The day when the last person
Among those I used to know
Grows old and dies
A summer hotter than before
A winter colder than usual
Hearts that grow colder
A body that stays rejuvenated
There was once a time
When I prayed for a long life
Never expected it to come true
Nor to be this painful
I was there when the last civillians died
Watching judgement day pass by
I stood between hell and heaven
And finally realized
That I'm alone
As the sun rises
Back to the time
A hundred centuries ago
I wake up from a long, long sleep
And hope
For it to stay a dream
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