It hurts, it’s cold,
This pain that I feel.
The blood, the warmth,
It does not seem real.
This blade, this silver,
It can go so far.
I’m saddened, I’m weakened,
Did you notice my scars?
The crimson, the shine,
The trance I’m left in.
I can’t finish, I won’t last,
I will never win...
