A world like this  we never before have seen  A prism in which the  shadows are all dispelled  - THE LIGHT IS SCARPENED!  ALL THAT REMAINS IS THE LIGHT  We are not so far away from home  We are leaving again    Are you the one who will bleed my tears  of will my enchantment  burst once again?  Burst under your horrific words?    We do not seek to be the source  of your spells of sadness    I seek and I find my power to  creation, deliberation to expulsion  Do not sense, but see, my falsification    While I know this, I do not longer know  All there is, the taste of blood    AS LONG AS THERE IS LIFE  THERE IS HOPE  FOR AN END