Now that contact with the uncle has completely disappeared, I have no idea where he is or what he's doing. Approaching random women on the street, drugging their drinks and assaulting them—it was like a "Shot in the Dark," senseless violence without reason. How on earth did such a man never get caught? Clearly deserving of his title, the "Prince of Darkness." He truly was nothing short of a "Miracle Man." The days I spent working with him felt like riding a "Crazy Train." I was somewhat "Paranoid," yet I couldn't help but secretly admire the "Iron Man" that was my uncle. When credit card restrictions caused sales to plummet, I saw him vent his frustrations, "Barking at the Moon," and realized even he was just human after all. Life has its ups and downs. Farewell, "Goodbye to Romance." It's time to move forward. Though I feel loneliness now that the uncle is gone, there are "No More Tears." He always claimed, "I Don't Want to Change the World," but he had already shaken the world more than enough. It's about time this madness ends. I, who once aided the uncle's crimes, will clean up my act and return home. Mama, I'm Coming Home. Old soldiers never die; they just fade away. The younger generation who looked up to the uncle will carry on his legacy. Goodbye, Prince of Darkness. Thank you, uncle. Goodbye, Prince of Darkness. R.I.P. OZZY-san.