The Fallen Hero - Part 3

“Fallen Hero” Part Three

Three weeks removed from our knight’s return
As a storm rolls in, the sky’s fires burn
I gaze from my window to the field outside
Seeing figures in the rain, of all those that died

Loud, electric flashes flood the battlefield below
Bringing life to the torture watching crimson blood flow
Then a coldness grips hold as there by my side
Stands our fallen hero, now stripped of pride

Whispering words
Sorrowful sighs
Screams of Pain
Born of lies

Together we witness scenes that time cannot mend
Reliving this nightmare that never will end
For as each shadow falls a tear he sheds
For all of his warriors, sacrificed lying dead

For in the torment he suffers, alone he must stand
As his image again falters and departs from this land
But a message he leaves me, an eye for an eye
For why alone should I suffer, why… why… why?