My Words, Your Words

The chosen one who possess nothing
Remain unscattered until the very end
The world will soon finally meets its ending
This lonely universe was distorted without no one even knowing
The abyss was exposed and the time yearns for eternal sleep

The sky has finally closed its eyes until that day
When there are no more overwhelmed despair
The grace that we received by everlasting love
That guiding light that we followed unknowingly
Something we are longing for are cease to exist

When we exhale our last breath
Inside this imaginary decayed world
The disappearance of the symphony of this life
Portrayed deep within our eyes and our minds

If the nothingness is able to invade almost everything
How can we win and what will be left for us in the future?
Who will stand up for the sake of that hope?
Will you able to sing our melody?

We won't allow it to end like this, right?