Approaching the now. A long, hard journey in its end. It's starting to loom right now... The final round, and then it hits you, it you, it splits you in half.
All the toil and all exhaustion, all those times we hated. All the losses, sacrifices, all those things we missed.
the suffering and distortion, shit we tolerated. All we abandoned... All for this?
Our scattered hopes fall down, the zeal turns to negligence. The shattered dreams all down, Crumbled around, that's when it shakes you, quakes you, it breaks you. It jades you, it fades you, degrades you, it laughs!
Enough's enough, too much, it's more than we take. All those hits we took, persistence in vain.
Enough's enough, too much, it's all that I can say. All the drain, just bitterness remains.
It shakes you, it quakes you, it breaks you, it hates you, desecrates you, it laughs!
All the battles, all the dirt and victories tasted. All the tension, all the misery and all the bliss.
All the passion, all the and all the love we wasted. All the purgatories... All for this? There's nothing there.