Full Moon

It was in a land, where the moon glows red
Upon the blood of death's head
Behind the hills of the chilly night
I stood alone, drenched in fear

So I unsheathe my sword,
Watching it cut through the night
As I approach Death himself

As I walked nearer
His dark power grew fiercer
My soul begins to erase
As it forms a blank space

Though I know this is the end,
I continue to fight.
But fight for what
Only to die in agony?

But my will to protect
Continues to strive
To restore what was has been lost

There is no one else but me
So I am fighting for myself?
And for me alone?

The clock is ticking
There's no time for thinking
Its too late, I'm sinking
My existence is shrinking unthinking