some say the end is near
Some say this is just the begining
soon we will dissapear
Soon it will cease to matter

I see that the tide is near
but I fear this is just the begining
My wrath nothing compared
Chased me from the begining

It is me I fear they are killing
Atleast me whom they try to kill
Missing much my fair enemies
Hitting the rest of the world

My dear friends goodbye
When the tide comes
I hope you are near me
Because these fiends…

they miss me everytime