Just one look gave me a shiver
He came close, looked into my eyes
And asked 'where to?', I replied 'to the skies'
Unbelievable it was, he was throne
At least that is what I had thought
A while passed, though it had been a nice run
I wasn't ready for the end, I was just not
But still it happened against my will
The strength I had to fight was nil
All hope had left my sight
I picked up the knife shivering in freight
Sliced a bit, let blood pass through
Slowly I lost consciousness too
And that is how the story finally ends
Not with enemies neither with friends
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