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"Will you live your life regretting never playing Xenogears?"

Dreams of a life never lived
Nightmares of fears that never appear
Holding onto hopes never fulfilled
Possibilities never to be achieved
Futures imagined nostalgically
Quick to pass into regretful memory
Oh but had I done so and not otherwise
Oh but had I known, oh but for my ignorance
Yet even foreknowing, doing nothing differently
Even in accepting a predetermined fate, lamenting it

Woe, sing tragic hero as he advances forth heroically
Woe, sing the climber of his fall ascending aggressively
Woe, sing the doomed ecstatically, seeing wishes granted
Woe, sing those cowed by awe of their sublime destiny
Woe, sing the prophet, to those who take bitterness for sweet
And sweet for bitterness,
Woe, sing the sinner, to those who take good for evil,
And evil for good,
Wowed to have viscerally known the just desserts of good Samaritans
Wowed to have had a chance to savor the gravy's punishment
In tasting the soup of righteousness...

Praise be to the good, sang those who crawl in wretchedness,
Heaping gratitude onto everyone and everything
For but a momentary brush with love
In squalor and in gore seen blooming
On the desperate battlefield

For a dream of the life that could be lived
For the nightmare of the absent fear
For hopefulness fulfilled in itself
For possibility without certainty
For futures that live only in memories
For regret reigning remorselessly
For mercy without unnecessary clemency
Oh but had I done so and not otherwise
Oh but had I known, oh but for my ignorance
I would have never walked the winding path
And I would never meet you here
So here's a last call for regrets
A final toast to doom, a bottle poured out for woe
A bitter draught quaffed like a tender smile's sweetness
What comfort is it for a man to have the world in his certain hold
If he bargains away his immortal soul?
The tyrant's burden is his very goal
His power is his slavery
How free his subject must be for it all
To possess only meekness & victimhood?
And yet, the laments continue to wail "woe!"
The moral slave knows liberty by knowing not responsibility
The villain may find himself absolved
In gratitude for his own infamy
Oh vanity!
There but for the grace of God, go I

Oh woe, there I go, praise be,
Praise be, there I go, oh woe
(Woah, woah, woah)

Woe, sing tragic hero as he advances forth heroically
Woe, sing the climber of his fall ascending aggressively
Woe, sing the doomed ecstatically, seeing wishes granted
Woe, sing those cowed by awe of their sublime destiny
Woe, sing the prophet, to those who take bitterness for sweet
And sweet for bitterness,
Woe, sing the sinner, to those who take good for evil,
And evil for good,
Wowed to have viscerally known the just desserts of good Samaritans
Wowed to have had a chance to savor the gravy's punishment
In tasting the soup of righteousness...

Praise be to the good, sang those who crawl in wretchedness,
Heaping gratitude onto everyone and everything
For but a momentary brush with love
In squalor and in gore seen blooming
On the desperate battlefield

And there too go I, knowing not if I do so willingly,
And there too go I, knowing not if I do meaningfully,
And there too go I, knowing not if it grants the wish of God,
And there too go I, doomed by fate, tragically,
Knowing not whether there I go in heroism or infamy,
And there too go I, in uncertain hope that I do so gracefully
Oh there too go I, to get my daily bread
On Earth, knowing not whether it be heavenly,
Oh there go I, to sleep where I make my bed
Perhaps I'll live after I've suffered and bled
And there I go to die without regret
For dreams of lives that were never lived
For night phantoms whose hauntings never appeared
For nothing which never had the chance to be
Wherever they may be, I cannot go,
But by the grace of God, I find myself here
In this place where I give gratitude for woe
Toast to doom, celebrate tragedy
Where I witnessed love blooming on the battlefield

Oh woe, there I go, praise be,
Praise be, there I go, oh woe,
Oh woe, there I go, praise be,
Praise be, there I go, oh woe,
Oh woe, there I go, praise be,
Praise be, there I go, oh woe
(Woah, woah, woah)
There I go!
Oh woe, praise be!
Praise be!
Oh woe, praise be!
Praise be, oh woe, praise be!
(Woah, woah, woah)

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