The death of Hope is not the end.

Empires rise,

but they also fall.

A man must endure,

even when Hope dies.

 

The end of Hope will not be his end.

For there are things that burn brighter,

desires that cut deeper,

needs that gnaw at the bone and rend the sinew.

 

In those times of trial and suffering,

a man must endure.

 

Endure to the end.

Endure to the last.

Win or fail,

gain or loose,

live or die,

a man must endure.

 

For one day,

through the dark,

through the death,

Hope will burn bright again.