As I walk I feel
The cold
Breeze on my face
In this place I suppose there is peace
The silence is to be broken by your coming
As the time passes my throbs accelerate
Because I know the moment that I hated comes near
This battle has to finish
With it's kingdom of pain
And fear
And as chosen one I have to apply the final strike
Your freedom in death will be the torture of my soul
Maybe I don't survive, I don't survive
There is no alternative
It's to be done
I close my eyes
So that I don't see
I feel smell of blood
Forgive me!
Goodbye!
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