• Black skies form and Hell rise.
    Demons kill with bloodthirsty cries.

    Fearful for their deaths, people
    Run amok in the chaos.
    Everywhere I look, families
    Friends, civilians are slayed.
    Not much longer though will this stay.

    Huddled in a corner, my
    Friends and I weep for our loss.
    Seeing such turmoil, my heart
    I will not cross,
    My life I can no longer pretend.

    Looking in the eyes of those
    I care for more than anything,
    Words of peace and hope I give,
    Telling how the fairy tales read
    Are not fully lies
    And how most heros do die.
    But by doing so, give determination
    To those who survive.

    With that story, I wish they'd
    Understand, what is about
    To be done.

    Before another word is said,
    A barrier I have made.
    Screams and cries is
    All that I can hear, for me to stay.
    "PLEASE don't leave! We need
    You here, not only for our safety
    But yours too!!."

    Stopped in my tracks at the door,
    Taking out my sword,
    "From here on, those demons will
    Go no further.
    For your sakes, I will not fail!"
    And out into the frey I leave.