Silent, ever present curse
Take away these wounds I nurse
Will you heal me? Or will I fade?
From this world which we made.
So here we stand
United in time
The past is yours
The future is mine
Harmony, Unison
All becomes one
A perfect crescendo
Until we are undone
Will I see you again?
The face that ends my pain.
The burden of eternity is a hard one to bear
When hope has given way to despair.