Man with No Country
Picture an ending before it's begun
Of course Dean knew the deal would come due, always did, yet some how he never imagined he'd have these damn hell hounds on top of him, ripping him to bloody shreds.
The art of forgiveness is not what we're taught
Yet, it didn't mean he regretted what he did, why he made the deal in the first place. He just hopes Sammy can forgive him.
Reek of the havoc already made
And as his soul is sucked into Hell, lighting clashing around him, smoke burning his eyes as meat hooks sink through flesh and bones. His screams echo for all eternity in this place. In Hell.
The cradle was damaged, dug by the grave
And as he hangs here, suspended forever in this place he thinks of the past. Remembers how he was screwed over since birth, since fate decided to fuck him over. The Yellow Eyed demon dug his grave before Dean was even born…
Where you lie in the sin, for mortal's the soul
As the pain rips through him he screams in agony, was it all really worth this? Was his life, his damn job all worth this torture?
Forgive me this father before I go cold
He remembers Sam and knows it's all worth it, thinks of his father and brings his head up as the whip cracks his back. He won't give up, he won't fail…
"Forgive me Sammy."
From burden of grief and all I regret
He only wishes that Sam didn't have to live with the weight of the fucking world on his shoulders…didn't have to carry the guilt in his gut. That was his one regret, leaving his little brother in such pain…
Spare me the conscience before I forget
A fire sears his mind and body, he screams in agony and clenches his jaw in determination. He won't forget…he won't forget…
For once in this life
I better do something right
But I'm caught in a world that won't stop burnin'
That won't stop burnin'
A whip snaps again and he feels blood trickle in his eyes, but he only think of Sam. The one thing in his life left behind that he's proud of, that helps him cling to that sliver of hope…Jump through the arms with a mindless desire
Damn his fucking life and that fucking deal.
Hand in your pocket, burnt by the fire
Lighting flashes and flames roar, if only he had saved Sam in the first place…
Cold as the stone you threw at the wall
Yet, he'd do it all again to save his baby brother.
Blood never boils till the pressure is high
He'd sell his soul in that moment of despair, that moment of desperation to only have his little brother back…he'd do it all again…
With despise of the fear that festers the growth
No matter how bad it got, the damn fear that wrapped its wretched claws around him, squeezing his soul like a bug, he wouldn't shatter…
The truth always beckons
He'd always have Sam.
Don't lose what you stole
And nobody could take that away from him, not even Hell.
For once in this life
I better do something right
Don't bury the voice that's not yet spoken
I'll challenge the flames
Till this man with no country remains
Still caught in a world that won't stop burnin'
He screams for his brother, the pain too much to bare, the torture wearing his mind and sanity away bit by bit. He bites back another scream, panting heavily and grinding his teeth he curses the invisible force around him. He'd give them one fucking run for their money…Right or wrong, this is where I belong
He was here in Hell…
I've always belonged
Forever.
If the truth be known, there's no place left to go
There is no fighting it, no fighting his destiny. This is where he belongs…always would…
No place I can go
God didn't want him anymore, even if he was a fallen solider.
But there is a light
Sam.
There's still a spark
His baby brother.
There is no place in this room for the dark
He'd be damned if he gave up on him now, no not now, not ever.
So scatter the bones that's left of the old
He holds his head high and clenches his jaw, he'll wait here for all time.
For dust only settles when bored
For all eternity he waits.
Settles when bored
Through Fire and Flames he waits, pain always searing, mind always on the brink of insanity, but he never wavers…
For once in this life
Death gripped Sam Winchester.
I better do something right
He's thrown into a wall by a demon that came in tact with the ritual he used to try and free Dean with.
Don't bury the voice that's not yet spoken
"I'm so sorry Dean…"
I'll challenge the flames
His last thoughts echoed as the blood seeped out his head from his aged body, the last twenty four years now such a waste as darkness took over his vision and he realized he failed Dean…
Till this man with no country remains
The corpse stiff with a soul dead and gone to a better place, yet it was useless there, he couldn't save Dean there…
Still caught in a world that won't stop burnin'
Couldn't save the soul of a man who died for him, who was burning for all eternity all because he loved his little brother…
Won't stop burnin'
Time doesn't exist here. He couldn't tell if a minute had passed or a hundred years, all he could do was stare into the endless pit and sob. Tears slid down his cheeks, blood dripping from torn flesh, but still he fought. As long as he thought of Sam he wouldn't loose sight of the truth, of what he had done in life. He wouldn't become the things he had hunted…even if Sam never came…because he never would.
Won't stop burnin'