Like the weary sailor, the refugee from wreck and storm, who escapes half «dead, and then, in
terror,
shudders with dread at the very mention of the name of the «sea»; who swears he'll never sail again, who raves he'll stay home, even on the calmest days, but then, in time, forgets his fearful ways, and seeks, again, his fortune above the waves; I, too, have barely escaped the storms that revolve around you, my love, traveling far away, vowing to avoid another catastrophe, but I can't; the thought of you breaks my resolve, and so, I return to where, on that fateful day, Inearly drowned in your tempestuous sea.
when you feel that Man is weak, and born to err; When
shuddering you look back upon your crimes, and solicit
with terror the mercy of your God, Oh!
While the world
shudders in
terror as it is engulfed in a sea of LCL, Shinji's consciousness merges
with Lilith's, and he searches his memories for a final understanding of himself and the fate of humanity.