Although I have looked, I have to admit that there is no cure for this world.

This fear we live in cast the dark shadows of sorrow and hate.

We walk alone, waiting for someone to find us, to bring us to the happiness we seek, but is long forgoten.

A song, can not be a song without notes, a note can not be a note without purpose, a purpose can not be a purpose without spirit, a spirit can not be a spirit, without the hope and faith of one that is lost.

Fire and Ice in the Forest of Secrects when the Rising Storm causes a Dangerous Path to their Darkest Hour, where everything is lost.

Give your heart to the one you trust,

Give your soul to the one you hate,

Give your life to the one you love,

Everyone says, what is a world without love?
Everyone says, what is a world without dreams?
Everyone says, what is a world without hope?

The Answer? A world is no world, Even is we wish it wasn't ours.