How this came to happen? Do not ask me.
Because you may not want it, but I will answer truthfully.
How did her blood burst from her body?
In all shades of red, for the whole world to see.
Well to be honest... I do not know.
And to be honest... I wish it was not so...
And to be very honest, I should not have let her go.
But to be honest, that was not my all time low.
I wish it was not real.
I wish I couldn't feel.
I feel at a loss... why did I agree to that deal?
I wish those damned doors had stayed sealed.
How is it that the good stay gone?
Where did I first start to go wrong?
When did I begin to play along...
And how did this death count become so long?
Maybe it will be ready to be add another name, just one.
Because, I truly hope my life will soon be done.
I apologize to my parents, I was a shitty son.
And to my sister, who died to let the war be won.
I can only smile at the gun pointed at my face.
And it is fitting that I am in this place.
And a man of an unidentifiable race,
Will not give me this one grace.
I fear my time has not come to pass.
This breathe shall not be my last.
I only can hope for death to come fast.
I am Caleb Prior, the only Prior left.
And it is my own fault, that I will never seek rest.