Who am I, what have I done?
Have I brought upon the end, or has the new world just begun?
Could it be you, or just what you meant to me?
For better or worse I’ve delivered the 20th century
Will I ever see you again?
You know I’ve always wished you well.
Wait for fact verses fiction
Will you ever see the truth, or do you still see yourself as the victim?
Well maybe, I could be wrong
It was never meant to be you, but I still loved you all along
I’ll wait forever
Scribbled in this letter
Are my best wishes to you, from Hell
Welcome to the 20th Century
Even when there’s nothing left of me
They’ll still gaze amazed at my masterpiece
There is so much more to see
In the 20th Century
"Now there is only decent; only the valley. If only I had died that night in the Light Above the Cloudline."