fighting for the day while fighting for your life, the world you loved is gone presenting only strife.  Your will was strong but your mind did lack, now the demon are banging on your head, making a crack.  Keep your emotions locked down tight, let no one exploit them and become your plight.  For a chance of emotion will bring you pain, for your love you had will only be pain.  The crack in your head becomes a mortals blood shed, the day you never could have fled.  Now she's laying in your arms dead body full of demons lead. You had a chance to save her, but you couldn't deal with being a savior, now its all gone because of your behavior.  Now you loathe and resent, but you know there will never be enough time to repent.  So stay upset and down, while the last comfort you have will be the cold dark ground.