These empty halls... Dust and stars fall... Despite it all... you just won't fall...

Fight... Strike... through the starlight... They... count on me... Can... I kill them all? Burn them away... Say... is it my fault? I... let them fall... Will... their sins stop them? It's up to me then.

Hey, you know what it was like and was right, so then... Let's cut straight to the whole dusty chase. I should'a known you were a disgrace. So if you don't lave my only home I'll make your soul filled with bones. And you think I'll let you run off scot free you'll leave with more than a few cuts ya see. Now it's easy to do more than just make ya bleed. ... Crush stardust... their soul rust... blood boiled husks... Who gave you the goddamn right? in the end... all the suns burn... the asteroids burst... after all you're responsible.