I do not know what is in store
I do not know what I will endure

The silver bullet has my dates
I do not know what is my fate

As it passes through time on earth
All I know what day is my birth

In this time will I create evil or good
And will I control the path if I could

Will I create beyond my wildest dreams
Or will I create God awful schemes

Will I destroy all earth's natural beauty
Or will I give birth to ideas as it will be my duty

Only when my silver bullet has flight no more
And my last breath and death is at my door

Only that I will know finally what life was for
And will I be loved, forgotten, or hated for evermore.