Someday, this world will end
This pretty rose will shatter
And its petals shall fall and bend
At the ground that’s black and burned
As our fate and lives are turned

Its hardened heart knows no stop
By gripping tight, it feels the top
Of a rose so worn and full of hate
We attempt to push but can’t resist
To see that now it’s much too late

But this rose will rise again
It shall awake to spend
Another life in the sight of you
And this time, the ground will shatter
And we’ll break through

Perhaps it’s why this force will not conclude
This calamity won’t last forever
Don’t’ stop the fight, and just remember
There is an end; we’ve just broken through.