I am no longer affected by death.
I am immune to his callous stare.
He could never strike fear in my heart,
unless loved ones posed in his glare.

I am no longer affected by life.
Its trivial pursuits no longer bother me.
I am untouched by tedious days,
unless all i see is normalcy.

I am no longer affected by the end.
Ragnarök is but a wisp of air.
She cannot cause me any fear,
unless i thought you'd no longer be there.

I feel the need to feel.
I fell the need to believe.
Traded for something transparent,
something faint on the wind.

My future.

All i wish for now,
is my friends,
is my town,
is my loved ones.

Damn my future to make my present pure,
amen.