Here I stand facing you at the battle line.
I see the tears you try not to cry.

My own tears fall,
We're about to risk it all.

For generations that don't yet exist,
We'll lay down our lives and we won't be missed.

I was meant to die for them,
Meant to be a martyr for them.

Meant to be forsaken so they may survive.
Meant to have my soul taken so theirs may thrive.

I rush on with all my rage.
Knowing this war will be my final page.

I die at the hand of a friend,
Best friends turned enemies brought about my end.

As I lay on the battle line,
I see the tears you try not to cry.

You hold my hand,
As my soul leaves this land.

And as I fade away you turn and you stand and fight,
And you fight for me on my side.