Just as the light begins to fade to dark 
The moaning wind sings songs to my forebodings.
I alone with no one watching o'er? 
If I do fall will no [bad word] to save me? 

Oh, cursed fate eternally 
Delivering your doom. 
But know, [bad word] hope is born. 
My faith is stronger than your agonies, 
Hope survives your pain. 

Though Prophecies foretell us of the End 
It doesn't mean that we have to believe them. 
Hope's burdens weigh me down, oh, this is [bad word]  
But they bring life that [bad word] does sustain me. 

I'll conquer time, defeat it, 
I'll change the past, my future. 
If any Gods are listening, 
Answer my prayers.