""Desperate again. Fading away like a setting sun at the end of its days. These voices of decay taking me away. When you no longer see. When you no longer feel. The ride is coming to an end and you're ready to transcend; to escape into the distance again. No more pain. No more days. To escape... To transcend... This ends here in peace. As you reflect on all the things you have left behind making certain peace with your world and walk on. When you no longer see. When you no longer feel. The ride is coming to an end and you're ready to transcend; to escape into the distance again. No more pain. No more days. To escape... To transcend... This ends here in peace. T-minus: 10. 9. 8. 7 .6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. 0. Transcendence: Complete.""