Two hundred people, once small voice,
I bet you thought you had a choice,
A choice to live or just let go,
This pain inside you'll never show.

This is my last ending,
In this bible that I keep,
Each line a golden testament
To fallen hopes and dreams,
Each night I lay waking
Eyes burn from what is wrong
To find a new reality
To fight the break of dawn.

This is your ending,
This is your last chapter,
A rising hero,
Is barely equal to
Your one desire,
TO SET THIS WORLD ON FIRE,
A super hero
Is all you needed.