One year before the day She swore to me she knew exactly how this would end You left them once before And now you’ve found a reason to finish what you’ve started
 
The forfeit of a barren path This is a death march An escape from it all
 
The final defiant act of a broken man A losing struggle now an absence embraced Guilt draped like a cross around your neck Too proud to face what burden you'll become Words scrawled across a page Close the door and leave it all behind
 
A father, a son You were known by many names Will they be remembered as your breathing departs?
 
A funeral call to those who mourn this figure withered by the rain The skies grey, downpour above his plot of freshly carved Earth A fitting epitaph if ever there was
 
The shot rang out Echoes shattered off the wall The shot rang out The shot rang out Echoes shattered off the wall The shot rang out And to this day To this day I still grieve for her, now haunted forever by that sound