All that I wanted, I received All that I dreamed, I achieved All that I feared, I conquered All that I hated, I destroyed All that I loved, I saved And so I lay down my head, weary with despair For all that I needed, I lost.
An echo of things to come: “For all that you have been given, you are fearful and weak and cowardly. For all that you have lost, you have not earned! It’s not fate and it’s not love and it was never, ever because you thought that you were doing the right thing!”
