A broken time, shattered place,
The only remnants of a ling'ring race.
In the streets, strewn with dead,
Through the air, feelings of dread,
Across the scorched, and barren plain,
Devoid of love, filled with pain,
Within the rivers, a poison seeps,
Flowing smoothly, a despair creeps.
In a world, of ceaseless time,
In a world, of endless flow.

To confront a horror, been created,
To find a bliss, once negated.
Among the trees, the survivors weep,
In their hearts, a fear does sleep,
Lest they find, the true beast dwells inside,
'Til they banish, all their pride,
Then discover, all hearts, beat as one,
And try to reverse, the damage done.
In a world, where there was crime,
In a world, where hate would grow.

In the past, were whispered lies,
But now, only elated cries, and open skies.
In the wild, the beauty tamed, the tamed undone,
Now the beginning, truely, has just begun,
Listen, intently, to the waters' roar,
Watch closely, as the fields soar,
Feel the breeze, caressing your hair,
Standing there, say, you don't care.
In a world, where love is prime,
In a world, that we all know...