• From the age of giant dragons,
    To now the sky-scratching towers,
    Many have come and gone,
    And it's time to wilt like flowers.

    Even the brightest star,
    Will one day lose its shine.
    Even the eagle who flew so far,
    Will one day perish into dust so fine.

    The sky will shatter,
    The ocean will dry.
    Humanity will be goners,
    When the birds no longer fly.

    All must come to an end,
    All must suffer and die.
    The greatest weapons will do no defend,
    In destiny's great eye.

    Even the greatest of all leaders,
    Cannot wish to fly.
    And I know.
    Even you,
    Even I,
    Must die.