Dead Reflection
Before The Dawn
End of days Conclusive in many ways Burned out and jaded My blood has become feeble Strength has escaped I have been shred by rusty blade My armor has failed Cutter is sinking deeper Watch me fall And break free Have trust in me I have foreseen in dreams Reflections of myself Deceased Ageless form Once invulnerable Now been torn in fragments Like a puzzle with missing pieces Assemble as whole Irreplaceable and sole Soul of this soldier I was suppose to be eternal