A man looks in the mirror,
And see what no one can,
A soul of pure intensions,
Masked with despair.
A man of few words,
Wanders from here to there,
Showing people kindness,
Even if they don't care.
The scars that he bears,
Prove to him,
That no man is immortal,
But he shows no fear.
To repent for his sin,
Is all he wants,
To find true happiness,
And never kill again.