Avada Kedavra
How the years have tormented my poor soul
I walk, cold, lifeless and alone
Carrying the burden of my past sins
The pieces of my broken heart turned to stone
When love closed the door I turned my back on life
Now I am the slave of two masters
Unsure of which way to turn I retreat into my self
This cold, hard shell I call a body
The pain it feels is nothing
In comparison to the hatred deep inside
As fury contorts my face
Anguish twists my soul
How can one man walk this path alone?
I am not strong enough to live this life of deceit
And yet death eludes me
The eternal rest is too good for a traitor like me
There will be no so easy an escape
I am forever trapped in a nightmare I created
As evil consumes my soul
Darkness clouds my heart
But a small shred of hope lights up the gloom
I can feel his presence here on the tower
The son of a man I detested
He is the reason I live each day
It is his life I must protect
For he is the one who will vanquish him
The lord who's name I fear to speak
As I look down at the crumpled heap on the floor
I see the twinkle has faded from cold blue eyes
Replaced instead, by a pleading I cannot bear to see
The loathing on my face is not for the old wizard in front of me
It is for the man who did this to me
The one who made me join the darkest of lords
The one who killed my only love
The one who stands here now
With his wand pointed at our greatest hope in this everlasting war
That man
Is me
"Avada Kedavra!"