Can a person love and hate at the same time? 
Is there a word to describe this ocean of emotion? 

This boiling whirlpool of emotion prancing inside of me,
When you said you found the cure.

You said you found the cure,
The cure to set us free.

Now we can be free!
And yet, it's too late 

Now it's far too late. 
The Queen of Mercury is dead. 

The Queen is dead, her subjects massacred. 
And who is to blame? 

Are we the ones to blame? 
Can a person hope and grieve at the same time?