On My Own

On My Own

Clinging to Life
begging for death
he whispered me something
on his last sweet breath

And in his words
I heard the sound
That rattles reality
shaking the ground

The words he spoke
so much they meant
gave me a mission
cause his time was spent

At that cross roads
he showed me the way
quietly dieing
Still were he lay

His suffering ended
his journey done
taken from me
I'm on my own