Prologue: 
In a very distant future, the last generation of planet earth  [bad word] to a point where they cannot breed anymore. 
When everybody had lost their faith, a child was born, but no 
one could be the father, except for a god. 
This child was a gift from the skies of life-divine or...

Another sky is young... 
Another frozen future has passed. 
Another breed, another cast. 
The rivers [bad word]  brought to life by the sun, the circle is still unbroken. 

Oh, what a sight to see. 
Reborn life, destined for all eternity. 

Hail the king! 
For he has chosen not to drain the godsent child, a gift from 
the skies of life divine. 

Now we know. 
glimpse of hope grow inside, a change of tide. 
Answered prayers of survival. 

Miracles. 
The offspring of the unknown gods beautifies the aura of this 
dying breed. 
So they succeed in their quest for continued time. 

Celebrate. 
The knowledge of the everlasting, never-dying. 

Cursed to be walking in the shadows of death for a lifetime. 
No more fears for what the years will bring. 
Rebuild the shattered dream. 
And now a brighter future [bad word]  another end remains undone 
and an era begins, 
bringing life free from sins. 
Oh, it's a token, the circle is broken. 

(The drop of blood from her mouth slowly fell down to the 
ground. 
Th child inside dried her out. The king's beloved is no more.) 

The chosen one felt the time [bad word] to show the world what 
had grown within. 
This day of life, a sacred moment in time, when joy and pain 
collide. 

It takes a life to create a life. 
Now she's gone.