As I walk this barren wasteland
Nothing comes to mind
For I am no longer kind
I have seen many men die
As others sit there and lie
Families ripped appart by cold dead hands
Others walking and searching the land
The crisp morning air can no longer be smelled
While a new born is no longer held
But instead left for dead
His mother shall surely lose her head
For this unforgivable sin
This mother has lost all her kin
She returns to find him missing
Only now does she wish of kissing
The lost son she will never find
And now it shall haunt her mind
He now dreams of her decayed
If only she would of stayed
She then would know the truth about her son
He has trained for endless years and now is done
And ready to begin an eternal fight
against the ones that destroyed the light.