Woorden: Carrier (The). No Love Can Save Me. No. 51.

All aboard the conductor screams. He knew he was the only one the could save their dreams. He had to pick who lived and died solely by occupation. He played God in all their lives. He was the reason why a million people had to die on that day. And as he stared into all their faces, he heard the screams of those trying to be saved. He played God in all their lives that day. Nothing's as scary as the earth crumbling. Nothing could numb the pain of knowing tomorrow will never be. He lit up a cigarette in hopes to calm his nerves and as the smoke filled his lungs, he prayed to an unmerciful lord. Excuse me sir, I forget your name. I'm just another nameless face that won't see another day. Excuse me sir I'm sorry that my worst nightmares are my only grasp on sanity. I wish I could save this world from dying. But now it's my turn to become another piece of matter floating endlessly through the abyss above. No love can save me. Time stopped. It all went black. All the memories that I've had from my past escaped through my brain. The silence deafening could drive one insane. All that I've worked for and all the friends I've made are just as useless as hoping a God might come save me. No one can blame faith for trying to ease the pain. But when the world ends, there will just be nothing. Nothing.