• In the daylight of my evening,
    The snow drifts across the field,
    As I glance at the faces
    Of the horrors that I wield.

    While my body moves on it's own,
    They scream in terror and plead with me.
    Filled with blood, death, and more,
    the field becomes a sea.

    I want to cry but it says to me,
    It was for our own good,
    They rejected and abused us,
    It's time they understood.

    Understand what? I scream back.
    I turn to the girl next to me.
    She did nothing to me,
    She doesn't belong in this sea.

    Sword glinting in the sun,
    I tore across the sea.
    This blade shattered my shields,
    For I was not meant to kill.

    I knife covered in rust
    Left a wound never to heal
    Although staying by me side,
    My life is no longer real.

    Finally, I stop,
    Standing in another sea
    Of death, blood, and love,
    This is where I take my leave.

    Within me is the Sword of Death,
    Crimson tears mixing with those alike,
    I kneel and I smile,
    As I lay in the Sea of Life.