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How come the world starts the pain That flows like blood through veins, How come the life never ends When we pray that Lord will help cut the pains, That the stupid wisdom called the thought Made us all come to the plot: The beginning of the end Of the sour sense of dread Of the bitter taste of blame And the morbid sound of space When we all start at the end This is very true my friend We all start at the end And begin to wander back In the past With the sour dreadful task To retrieve what we all lost To relive the helpless thoughts Never thinking of the future Living all just for the past And just waiting for the last Powerless as we all are To predict our destiny We all hope that one day soon The mysterious wheel of time Will just turn the right way, now From the end to the beginning From the future to the past From the living soul of gasp To the dying soul of laugh Or there is another way, Just this day, Or how they all just say, Let the same cheating wheel of pain Make us another turn of gain Let us live another day So we can go the wrong way again And hope that somewhere out there, There is a power big enough To set things as they should be From the end to the beginning From the future to the past From the living soul of gasp To the dying soul of laugh