By tomorrow, if to be, i will be dead, in deaths bed.
I cannot be saved, not by you and not even if i stay true, to the outside of truth.
Where do you u your turn, there where i side by Burn.
Is none to zero any of your concern.
The fact rains more than once in 4, that is for certain.
Cry i never for the sake of my tears, only one has been the witness, the one that holds the key to my heart.
I was there when she was born, i pray to the gods not there when she departs.
Walk i did, through the valley of death, more than once so she never should.
And if she does, i will carry her whenever she is or was, bad or good.
I will shade her face from hurtful tears.
I will drown all her terrifying fears.
I will bury her sorrow.
I will grave all her scars.
Today i ask the Gods that she remains in my shadow.
And many a thanks that i was able to watch her grow.