An heir means nothing to me,
But there's always a posibility.
I fight, leap, dodge, and hide,
Risking my life daily.
Should I slow down?
I can't trust myself not to,
I can't trust myself to go on.
Do I need a second me?
The threats are spreading,
Day by day, minute by minute,
I fall deeper into my well.
Where have all my combatants gone?
I must stay alive or die trying,
But will another take my place.
Noone will, noone is brave enough.
Not even I am brave enough.
My body fights the evil, while
My mind fights my body.
I need an heir.
I won't live long enough,
Not to keep the fight from dying.
Heir, take my place. |