Maybe death was never the end, maybe the womb was
The last place where we existed without choosing to exist
Since then, we've only been living inside the end
Waiting for the beginning, the end

[Human]
Is this heaven? Then where am I? The end of what?

[Angel]
No, at the end of everything you thought would last forever

[Human]
Am I supposed to be afraid? What happens now? Nothing?

[Angel]
You already were, nothing, no pain, no time, no tomorrow

[Human]
Then what's the point? That's cruel, so this is paradise?

[Angel]
There wasn't one, no, it's freedom, no

[Human]
Then what is paradise? And now?

[Angel]
The life you were too busy living to notice
Now, it's the end

[Human]
Wait. If this is the end, why can I still hear you?

[Angel]
What? Because some things don't end when you die

[Human]
Like what? Then answer one, where do we go when we leave?

[Angel]
Questions, go ahead, you don't go anywhere

[Human]
Then why did I spend my whole life searching?

[Angel]
Because humans are always searching for a door

[Human]
And there was never one? Where?

[Angel]
There was, behind you

[Human]
What happens if I open it? Back where?

[Angel]
You go back to the beginning

[Human]
I thought this was the end, then why is the door opening?

[Angel]
It was, because endings are only endings
When you decide not to continue