Oh how long will this one last?
Will it end just like my past?
With un-foreseen doom and ice cold death
A statue of skin, a last of breaths

Could you tell me just one tale
Will I win, will I fail?
Your almighty powers of what's to go
Pick me up from an abyss so low

For love's a game or so it shows
One a friend, one a foe
And pray I must under this night
That you my lord will make things right...