You were going to prove yourself.
You were going to save creation.
You just wanted to earn a name.
Why go through all this frustration?
But in the woods a bloody fate
Two would-be warriors would await.
What's the point of thinking on it?
All you know is you'll never quit.
You're gonna win or you're gonna die.
No time left to say goodbye.
Only whisper an apology.
Then go forth to face the agony.
"I'm sorry, this is my fault,
I led you into all this mess.
When we set out, my heart lied.
Said at last there'll be success."
Final thoughts in brave last stand.
Save the girl, can't free the land.
Heroes die,
One last goodbye.
To a warrior true of heart and mind.
Though a name of his own he may not find.
By Swiftpaw we'll call him.
Til all worlds grow dim.
