To Walk The Chosen Road
A lost soul some call me. Maybe it's so. Or maybe I just lost my soul long ago. Whatever it is, I can still feel the pain as people die. So many. I feel like crying because of how much it hurts. The dead cry to me asking why I couldn't save them. I can't save them anymore, nor anyone. Not even myself. My one regret is that I will never any true love like my friends had.
My friends are all gone. They fell long ago. A force to strong to be defeated reared its ugly head two years after the new era of peace had begun. But peace is only a facade. There is no such thing.
Now in the last moments that life dominate this universe I pray that someday the innocents will find peace, the lonely will find love, and the dammed my finally rest. That is my one wish for humanity. Peace, love, and rest.
I summon the ultimate weapon of destruction, and whisper good-bye to the family and friends I once had. Their bodies lie before me, their spirits safe in heaven. I raise the glaive high above my head, and close my eyes. The world is ready for it's end.
Three words, that's it. All I have to do, and it'll all be over. Now in the moment of pure darkness, I look to the tip of my blade. Ready for death, ready to join my friends. Here I go....
"Death."
The word is so very appropriate at this moment. I feel the energy, my energy build up and transfer to the glaive.
"Ribbon."
More power. My enemies run from it. They are as afraid of death as they are their master.
"Revelation."
That's it. The final word. The end of the world. The end of it all. I fall into the darkness. Lost in the oblivion of eternal rest. Now I may rest, the world may rest. The end.......
A lost soul some call me. Maybe it's so. Or maybe I just lost my soul long ago. Whatever it is, I can still feel the pain as people die. So many. I feel like crying because of how much it hurts. The dead cry to me asking why I couldn't save them. I can't save them anymore, nor anyone. Not even myself. My one regret is that I will never any true love like my friends had.
My friends are all gone. They fell long ago. A force to strong to be defeated reared its ugly head two years after the new era of peace had begun. But peace is only a facade. There is no such thing.
Now in the last moments that life dominate this universe I pray that someday the innocents will find peace, the lonely will find love, and the dammed my finally rest. That is my one wish for humanity. Peace, love, and rest.
I summon the ultimate weapon of destruction, and whisper good-bye to the family and friends I once had. Their bodies lie before me, their spirits safe in heaven. I raise the glaive high above my head, and close my eyes. The world is ready for it's end.
Three words, that's it. All I have to do, and it'll all be over. Now in the moment of pure darkness, I look to the tip of my blade. Ready for death, ready to join my friends. Here I go....
"Death."
The word is so very appropriate at this moment. I feel the energy, my energy build up and transfer to the glaive.
"Ribbon."
More power. My enemies run from it. They are as afraid of death as they are their master.
"Revelation."
That's it. The final word. The end of the world. The end of it all. I fall into the darkness. Lost in the oblivion of eternal rest. Now I may rest, the world may rest. The end.......