ANTIMATTER

On the edge, I’m wheezing and make no doubt: All the creation so far can’t be changed. The antimatter totally has run out - So, there is no energy left to create. Th’empire is being viciously torn apart. Terrible truth kicks me like thunderbolt: My antimatter finally has run out. But I am denying that I am at fault. With coming of the first dawn, I eas’ly made true my vision. The Sun-like Hero is me - the mighty - with hands untied. But wealth and infinite life is a ridiculous fiction. I cling to power… And hear “Tyrant!” on every side, On the edge, I’m wheezing and make no doubt: This universe is unfit to upgrade. The antimatter totally has run out - So, there is no energy left to create. How vile that my realm’s being ruthlessly ripped apart. Terrible truth kicks me like thunderbolt: The antimatter everywhere has run out. And everyone knows that I am at fault. I had created my people, I loved them so much, That I allowed them to breathe just when looking at me, For them I spent all efforts in my finishing touch. They cried in endless delight, but silent was their plea. As if they bodiless were, they left me their souls to hold; They burned so brightly and fused into a solid alloy. I used them to fuel Faith – so that no one would grow cold. I haven't finished, but world... my world is all void! With coming of the first dawn, I easily made true my vision. The Sun-like Hero is me - the mighty - with hands untied. But constant need to suppress makes it impossible mission. I cling to power… And hear “Tyrant!” on every side, On the edge, I’m wheezing and make no doubt: The singularity I can’t prevent. The antimatter totally has run out - So, there is no energy left to create. How vile that my realm’s being ruthlessly ripped apart. Terrible truth kicks me like thunderbolt: The antimatter everywhere has run out. And I’m still denying that I am at fault. On the edge I find myself powerless: The big bang won't start here again. No antimatter – and I’m falling on my knees - I cannot create – I can’t even retain. Into th’abyss empire will fall tonight. Awful truth resounds in hush: Antimatter revives once to my bigest fright - A Hero reborn will me utterly crush.