Even when all the worlds decayed,
and in neat rows the dead are laid,
and among the rows lay You an I,
nobody left to mourn or cry.
Even when the tide invades,
and all that's left is the echo of a scream so afraid,
floating corpses is all that's left,
the earth is silent, not a single breath.
Even when fire burns us with fierce hatred,
and together we wait for death, breath bated,
all the trees are engulfed, the world is gone,
never again the wolfs howl, the child's laugh, the birds song.
Even at the very end.
Even then,
I will love you.
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