my mind is filled with visions of death i ve abandoned them to their doom i ve fled the battlefield at the sign of defeat what will become of me we ve walked into a trap blinded by our pride all the brothers i have known died at my side and now i hide i don t know whom i fear most our enemy or my father the king i dare not face him again what will become of me too lost in my own sorrow i didn t notice the changing surroundings can t remember how i got here i think i have lost my way i have been led astray from the path that i was following the sorry state i am in it feels so unreal i fear that the final victory will not be mine this burden causes my feet to stumble like i am walking to my grave i wonder if i ll ever find my way back home again will i live to see my children become better men the bitter tears i ve shed have clouded my vision all i see is darkness and death on the path that lies before me i would cut out my eyes if that would make it all go away but i think this sorrow is mine to bear until the day i die forsaken in this hostile land broken to the core this sorrow is mine until the day i die i ve long searched for death but couldn t find it save by my own hand but my pride stays my hand i will go on as long as i can though my heart yearns for hope i m blinded by my stubbornness i fail to see my own path leads to emptiness torn by guilt broken to the core don t i deserve more i should have followed your rule oh father i feel like a fool