An Epilogue As a Prologue I the Mighty

If we could see the future with clarity
And nobody ever comes to save all of us from us
If we ever do arrive in the space where our souls reside
Forever to love or burn
Which one will you deserve?
And does the answer hurt?

So we wait for a miracle once again
We wait for a miracle once again
So we wait for a miracle once again
We wait for a miracle once again
We wait