One white crow said "you've been
Chosen to wind this world, until the end"
The first end came so suddenly you couldn't say good-bye to me.
The tenth end came with agony, I thought that we were meant to be.
The hundredth end was simply just an apathetic day for me.
The thousandth end was ecstasy, the people begged for to me to bleed.
The millionth end was vanity, I thought I saw you smile at me.
The billionth or the trillionth end, I gave up counting how many.
Remember when I used to be you?
Unwind the world your nightmare's gone.
No, i can't leave the world by itself, it needs me until "the end".
Remember when we used to be two?
Unwind the world your nightmare's done.
No, I refused to know what is true.
The world's the same without me.
One black crow said "you're not
Chosen to wind this world, wait for the end"
I killed the crow that tried deceiving, "no the world is up to me!"
The hundreds and the millions are depending on what I believe.
I buried him so deeply with the worlds that always haunted me.
His eyes reminded me of someone who I used to long and grieve.
Remember when I used to be you?
Unwind the world your nightmare's gone.
No, i can't leave the world by itself, it needs me until "the end".
Remember when we used to be two?
Unwind the world your nightmare's done.
No, I refused to know what is true.
The world's the same without me.
Which the crows told you the truth?
Unwind the world, is your nightmare gone.
So tell me what's the "end of the world" The crows were both myself.
Or was it you?