• Can you....can you feel it? The waves crashing on the shore.
    They tell me another story....They tell me a story of what's in
    store. Will you listen? Will you listen to my song? Will you
    hear my voice of the ages? This is our last chance. Let's make
    something of ourselves before the time is up. Show me what
    you're made of....show me what you've built up!! Let's make our
    mark now. Let us go forth and fight. From the Gates Of Hell to
    the Gate of Heaven....we'll show them all who we are. We are the
    marked ones....we are the fallen...we are the lost...we are the weak.
    But together we will rise up. We will take arms against the light and dark.
    They will know what we can do. They will know who we are. We will
    show them why we are their nameless fear. We are nobody. We are
    everyone. We are nothing at all within the same being. I am nobody,
    Nobody is perfect so therefore I am. Show me what it's like to breathe,
    to see, to feel again. It's been so long. I've become so cold. It feels like
    I am centuries old. Never again will I answer to anyone as a master. I am
    my own person. I am my own man. I won't obey them. I will do only what I can.
    So as was said before and I will say it again....Never give up your dreams, cause
    that's when you end up lost.