I feel the blood running down my face again With a look in his eyes that screams my demise My life seems all but mine
Here I lie, Awaiting My death is looming
The blade that he draws must spill more blood that's mine For all that has passed I cannot help but ask why am I the one to die I face this end alone
I face this end alone! I face this end alone!
The touch of his blade against my flesh Fills him with pleasure so dark it passes not his lips With a swift move my end is signed I can feel my very essence being drained I can hear the whispers of the demons poisoning his mind more blood they say, More lives!
I feel the blood running down my face again With a look in his eyes that screams my demise My life seems all but mine
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