Greetings, all.
As I was listening to my music the other day, I thought, 'Man, if this isn't the perfect song for Kratos, I don't know what is.' So that's how this came to be. I don't know how good it is, this is my first attempt at a songfic, but I'll do my best. Sing to the tune of "Savin' Me" by Nickelback. The page breaks are verses, because spaces won't show up between paragraphs, for some reason.
DISCLAIMER - I do not own Kratos or the original song. I DO own this version, however, so no stealing w/o permission.
Spoilers, you ask?. . . . Maybe
Anna, I'm Sorry
Prison gates have shut in front of me
Self-punishment for my evil deed
Oh, what did I do?
Seraphim, I fear their call
And yet I know they hold my soul
And what I need is you
Oh god, I'm sorry
Oh how I miss you
I am so sorry
I'm sorry
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I know what it's like
To be the last one standing
You were my guiding light
And showed me what I could be
Tell it to them
Tell it to me
And I'll finally be set free
Tell me if it's worth savin' me
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Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
Oh, what did I do?
I know I didn't have a choice, I see
Doesn't help when I remember thee
I cry out to you
Anna, I'm sorry
Why'd I do this to you?
Oh god, I'm sorry
I'm sorry
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I know what it's like
To be the last one standing
You were my guiding light
And showed me what I could be
Tell it to them
Tell it to me
And I'll finally be set free
Tell me if it's worth savin' me
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Anna, I'm sorry
I don't know what to do
Oh god, I'm sorry
If I could be with you
Anna, I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
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You showed me what it's like
To be the last one standing
You showed me wrong from right
Now I know what I can be
And tell it to them
Tell it to me
Do this and you'll set me free
Tell me it it's worth savin me
Anna, I'm sorry
Tell it to them
Tell it to me
If you tell me I can be free
Tell me if it's worth savin' me
There you have it. My first attempt at a songfic. To be truthful, I didn't have to change it all that much; the song was so perfect for Kratos already. At any rate, please R&R. Reviews are to this author as food is to a starving man, as water to one dying of thirst. They are my sustenance, my lifeblood, my inspiration. Please. Take a few seconds. Review my song.
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Thank you.