I smell the blood of my enemies
The smell of rotting bodies
Bloodied weapons all around
As I witness our banner hit the ground
Is the battle over?
Have I suffered defeat?
Will I lift up my saber?
And get up on my feet?
I am down on my knees
Wounds all over my body
The pain will not ease
Death is coming and I am not ready
I want to fulfill my duty
To serve the king and country
To obtain fame and glory
Instead, I am in here writhing in pain and agony
Is my saber not sharp enough?
Is my armor not tough?
Is my horse not fast?
Does my spear not thrust?
Was I lacking in training?
Was my tactics failing?
Looks like I am the last one standing
And I can't do anything.
Looks like they have found me
The glints of their sword are shining
I could already see
The angel of death coming
As a knight I fear nothing
But why is my body shaking
My teeth is also gritting
Is it because death is coming?
My life was full of war and fighting
I can't promise I don't regret anything
But I know for myself I protected something
My death didn't mean nothing
The sound of children's laughter
The beautiful lake and cities of the empire
The fun festival on summer
The one's I could not bear to see on fire
Death walks toward my face
"Any last words?" he said
Unsheathing the sword at his waist
Preparing to decapitate my head
I have nothing to say
What's the point of it anyway?
This is the beginning of my end
Cheers for my bitter end
