I've left everything of myself
on this battlefield.
I have sweat through the danger,
bled through the misery,
and cried for endless nights.

On and on I have struggled,
desperately clinging,
to a distant thing called hope.
So many conflicts,
and not one victory to show for it.

There is no justice in this.
Perhaps I should just lay down my sword
and surrender.

I'm only going to lose in the end anyway.