I am dying here once again, within natures light
And it is hurting, every single muscle and bone
In my worthless body, looking for the darkest sight
I am a martyr in disguise, within my own kind of clan
And in my own world, I wish not to live an immortal life
The pain and suffering of others are making me sick
I feel like my heart being pricked, by the sharpest knife
Witnessing a blood bath, in my own lair

As I walk out of the giant mountain
Leaving them massacring, I pretend not to care
I look on the city of lights below me, while standing here
And I have been missing those who I love so dear
Who are no longer here, as I lived in fear?
As for hundreds of years, have gone too fast
I lived too long, and have forgotten about the past