Take the lowest hanging hand
Your fate's the same but not the plan
The end of days is drawing near
Take it on, without fear
Prepare for war
Without knowledge
Doubt your commrade
Throw him down and save yourself
Despise your life
Regret the path you chose
Follow the footsteps
Made by false role models
A shred of fear has plagued the path
New end in sight, no turning back
We end the war but start a new
Battle plans are drawn
The end comes at dawn
A lone corpse is found
Lifeless and feeding the ground
Lifeless cold and vacant eyes
Try to revive, all hope is lost
Wounds made, blood pours, down the pale arms
Life drained from one and into the ground
You won
Now it's your turn
Pick up that knife
Drag it downward
And end your life
Watch the sun start a new day
As you slowly fade away
Despise past life
Enjoy eternal rest
Follow nothingness
Made by your final choice