𝐻 𝐸 𝑅 𝒪 .

though this is the end of the age of heroes, it has saved its best for last.

he who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster.

oh, the wind, the wind is blowing, through the graves the wind is blowing. freedom soon will come. then we’ll come from the shadows.

such raw sorrow. can’t partake. mine would flood oceans. it would drown me.

death at the gates again. howling my name. can’t greet you today. I have a war to win.

I’d sacrifice it all to guide you, never have to battle alone.

kingslayer, destroying castles in the sky, kingslayer, I’ll fight for you until I die.

I would sacrifice my life to find you, angel of the blade.

begone, if you be not deathless! for living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.

I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death. “what do you fear, lady?” a cage.

well I have to say, have to say, have to say, that I can’t fight your war, I can't fight your war.

this is your battlefield, this is my life that you're asking for, this is my life that you wanted much more than yours.

but you say life is a battlefield, and you have given me the arms. you say I have to fight I have to keep moving on.

our revolution is love.

these words I write to you, my dear, are 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 to turn the 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 to 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. invariable presence.

the courageous fallen, the anguished fallen, we’ll make their deaths mean something by charging to our doom.

my soldiers push forward! my soldiers scream out! my soldiers 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚!

if we die tonight, if we die right here there’s no graves for us, no shedded tears and all you loved, all you hold dear is meaningless as you bleed out right here.

this is 𝘸𝘢𝘳! can I 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 it anymore? I’m falling 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, and bleeding more than I have 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 before.

you need a hero tonight, someone to stand by your side. oh, I’m not the man that you need, but I may be all that you’ve got.