When the apocalypse comes, it is not life that is wiped out, but civilization.
Color, music, love... All the concepts that make up the world are being deleted one by one by invisible hands.
When everyone fell into oblivion, I became the only "living backup" in the old world.
The fanatical believers regard me as a heretic and want to completely erase my last memory.
And I will be on this ruins of reason, for all the lost souls,
Light the last one - the lighthouse named [Remember].
("They hunt us because we remember.")
