and it's all falling apart;

two are broken, two to be broken, all have scattered, animals fleeing the forest fire.

These are the last days.(of this day; many more last days will come.)

Then a dream to reunite the people. But this will fail as well; the lines are too few and too far.

I am a pessimist.

I do not hope; I do. I give my all and never hope for victory until it is certain;

I am destroyed.

For the more value anything has to you, the easier it is to take away;