He fought his final battle Beside his old companions A handful of brave soldiers Prevented the apocalypse Didn`t care for his own life Didn`t care if he died He grasped his final chance Put an end to his torment Now our hero is risen Escaped his mental prison His sins are forgiven A new era to live in In the end he is mortal Free to settle where he likes Growing old and forgetting All that happened in his past CHORUS: His whole life he sought redemption Praying so long for absolution Always had the best intention Fighting for the revolution
Brilliant. I'm giving FV more ideas for art. Wrote this story and now want to post it here. Mysterious townI fell asleep in one townand the next morning at 6 o'clock i woke up in anotheri go out to the street at 6 o'clockeverything is unfamiliari walk along the streets, the dark is still above the townno person is on the streeti'm searching for amusement placeswhere i could meet celebrating, rejoicing peoplei walked through all center of the town but found not nothingstone town of red brick says me nothingand in return to my questions it is mysteriously silenttell me, o, spirit of the town where am ihow should i call youbut it keeps silenceand why there are no person aroundit keeps silenthere the fortress is standing by the roadbut no light is shining in itonly an absence of people is upon the townand a mysterious silencei only hear a knocking of my bootson the stone roadthere are no amusements here - i thought to myselfbut how am i to return back from a heavy sleepinto my housei laid on the bench and fell asleepand so i returned to my homei woke up and started to think longwhat night adventure was all thisand have i really been somewhere.
