Ap-

proach-

ing

the

mo-

ment

now.

A

long,

hard

jour-

ney

in

its

end.

It's

start-

ing

to

loom

right

now...

The

fi-

nal

round,

and

then

it

hits

you,

it

kicks

you,

it

splits

you

in

half.

All

the

toil

and

all

ex-

haust-

ion,

all

those

times

we

ha-

ted.

All

the

los-

ses,

sac-

ri-

fic-

es,

all

those

things

we

missed.

All

the

suffer-

ing

and

dis-

tort-

ion,

shit

we

to-

le-

rat-

ed.

All

that

we

a-

ban-

doned...

All

for

this?

Our

scat-

ter-

ed

hopes

fall

down,

the

ze-

al

turns

to

neg-

lig-

ence.

The

shat-

ter-

ed

dreams

all

down,

Crumbl-

ed

a-

round,

that's

when

it

shakes

you,

it

quakes

you,

it

breaks

you.

It

jades

you,

it

fades

you,

de-

grades

you,

it

laughs!

E-

nough's

e-

nough,

too

much,

it's

more

than

we

can

take.

All

those

hits

we

took,

per-

sis-

tence

was

in

va-

in.

E-

nough's

e-

nough,

too

much,

it's

all

that

I

can

say.

All

down

the

drain,

just

bit-

ter-

ness

re-

mains.

It

shakes

you,

it

quakes

you,

it

breaks

you,

it

hates

you,

de-

secrates

you,

it

laughs!

All

the

bat-

tles,

all

the

dirt

and

vic-

tor-

ies

we

tas-

ted.

All

the

ten-

sion,

all

the

mi-

se-

ry

and

all

the

bliss.

All

the

pas-

sion,

all

the

hurt,

and

all

the

love

we

was-

ted.

All

the

pur-

ga-

tor-

ies...

All

for

this?

There's

no-

thing

th-

ere.