This is wartime, this is our time
We won't be denied
Feed the fire that is raging inside
This is go time, this is showtime
We will fight till their wills are broken
This is game time, an insane time
Let the madness fly
Show the strength that just can't be defied
Find the power to devour
Let the beast inside now be woken.
Day, a new day will swirl us around in a blizzard,
Only the present is life.
The past is there, in the distance,
Don't hold on to him.
Memories are sinking
Like a noose around the neck.
And late at night you won't be able to sleep,
Tormented by one thought:
"What was done? Proc? Tinsel?
Where can I find the answer?
Time seems irrelevant except for the fact that I am bored and these hours alone are endless.
Paul Serene's entire philosophy was that time is a set path, and nothing can be changed. At the time, you obviously disagreed. But after everything you've seen and done, we need to now... what do believe know? Was he right? Or is it possible to change things?
You know the invented something while you were inside. It's called a watch.