Void's Calling: Last Stand

— You stand on the beach and taste the salty smell of the wind that comes from the ocean, and inside you feel the warmth of never ending freedom, and on your lips the bitter, tear-soaked kiss of your lover.

— I have never been to the ocean.

— That can't be true! You have never ever been to the ocean?

— Never — ever!

Both of us are knocking on heavens door, drinking tequila — we are biting-the-dust experts — and you have never — ever been to the ocean!