One last time to feel the wind on my warm face.One last kiss between lovers on this wonderful winter night.One more chance to see the sunset.
Two children that I know will make me proud when I'm dead and gone.Two eyes that have seen the world as it is.To many people who haven't died by my hand.
Three chances blown that will forever haunt me.Three unanswered questions about life still swimming in my head.Three days before the sky blackens and the final battle begins.
Four cards sitting on top of my coffin.Four past lovers who will be burned alive before I lay inside of it.
Four days without sleep and four nights worth of rain.Four limbs coming this way that will accompany me to the next plane.
Four hundred years if torment have not broken me and in another four hundred years I will be the one dishing it out.I can already see my four thousand year rule on the horizon.
