NARRATOR: 
Circles never stop themselves, nothing that you’ve ever held were you promised or reneged and sometimes when you lose, you win. 

JASPER: 
Prisiclla, what’d you do? 
When [bad word] for me 
You know they’ll also kill you too 
You’re young, your song unsung 
There’s too much still for you to do 

PRISCILLA: 
All these years you’re here, you suffer quietly, it’s barbarous to think that’s fair 
There’s no one who thinks of you 
The game is gonna end right here 
I’d help you to 
Die, if I could, but… 

JASPER: 
Prisiclla what’d you do? 
now [bad word] and you must [bad word] or else they’ll kill you too 

Your life so I can die 
is wrong and you must know that’s [bad word] 

ghosts of life, ghosts of lives 
I’ve watched fall and pass me by 
Ghosts of all the selfish, vain 
All the blindness, all the pain 
All the fool and petty games 
All the shallow all the same 

PRISCILLA: 
I’d help you to die if I could , love 
Some sacrifice anyway 
Some sacrifice it all away 

(Soldier 7285 and his 2 other squad members burst into the room) 

SOLDIER 7285: 
And on the day [bad word] it’s over 
And you will have your fate laid out and spun, it’s execution 
And u may pray if you [bad word] 
It’s on this day your duty’s done 
And on this day you’ve been caught guilty, the sentence citizen is death 
It will be carried out this instant 
Say any prayers that u want said 

JASPER: 
One day you will learn 
And u will burn like my heart burns 
One day you will learn 
And u will burn like my heart burns 
Ghosts of all the selfish, vain 
All the blindness, all the pain 
All the fool and petty games 
All the shallow all the same 

PRISCILLA: 
Some speak about 
love, in a sweet way 
Some sentiment of 
bliss and dream states 
Some speak about love 
in a kind way, 
some sentiment of rapturous states 

and some sacrifice 
some sacrifice 
some sacrifice 
some sacrifice 

JASPER: 
Please, my angel, my angel 
Please my angel, my angel 
Please, my angel, my angel 
Please my angel, my angel 

SOLDIER 7285: 
I am the arm of execution 
I am the trigger of your gun 
I am the binding and the order 
It’s on this day you’re duty’s done 

PRISCILLA: 
Please go back to 
Berths of black 
To silent shores 
from me once more 
through veils and gates 
and seas of slate 
and blood red mores where I’ll 
see you once more 

Circles never stop themselves, nothing that you’ve ever held, were you promised or reneged, and sometimes when you lose, you win. 

(The squad shoots and kills Priscilla and Jasper. Soldier 7285 does not, however, shoot.)