War of Kings Part 5 Death of a Martyr

Darkened days and restless nights keep passing by What is left for me to strive for Digging up the strength to thrive inside my soul All that is left for me is the memories Flashing figures of peaceful times But now all that remains is a dying legacy Begging to perish fading away to nothing No love ones await me My body is now withering into an empty shell Just another dying ember just like my fellow men I was needed in this world My bright eyes begin to pale This emptiness fulfills my days and nights Warriors promise me to not to give up the fight