When death finds me I hope it whispers "come now, the fight is done" Like and old friend that knows why I'm tired I hope it will promise me peace And a quiet place to rest I wasn't made for victory I was made to get up To get up even as my legs tremble To get up when everything else falls The duties that stand before me The weight of expectations placed upon me I promise you Are far worse then any physical pain That can be inflicted Like a jack of trades I'm a Jack of Blades leaving destruction in my wake It's the mask of lies Where the truth hides Slowly watching as my soul dies The Abyss doesn't kill you It consumes you With every step with every breath Taking you piece by piece First hope Last your soul This is its cruelty You stay alive long enough To watch yourself disappear The duties that stand before me The weight of expectations placed upon me I wasn't made for victory I was made to endure Gods suffering Like a jack of trades I'm a Jack of Blades leaving destruction in my wake It's the mask of lies Where the truth hides Slowly watching as my soul dies It's my mask of lies Where my truth hides Slowly watching as my soul dies
