• I wish I was born in a different generation,

    So I wouldn’t have to see the goddess cry,

    Every night she comes to my side saying soon she will die,

    So I hold her tight as she cries for her life

    And I know that if I could I would do anything to just see her smile,

    I would slay the dragon blowing smoke and flames

    And the creatures draining her blood in the sea,

    So I yell my battle cry and lift my sword up high,

    Because I know I would take my knife and end all human life

    One by one so she could live maybe for a little while,

    Because I can’t stand to see her shed even a single tear,

    So I live in mortal fear,

    For when she dies so do I.