I'M LIVING FOR ONLY YOU MY LORD!
A hero
 There he lies,
Nobody around him.
He sees is image smiling at him,
A doppelgänger.
It bows, knees on the ground,
Burst of light, it dissapears.
There he lies.

There he lies,
He sees Aries,
Aries' sword and shield on the floor.
His knees buckle, head bowed fists together.
The legion follow,
Shield on the floor, sword in the ground
A salute.
There he lies.

There he lies,
Shots fill the air seven by three.
Ssabers lifted,
Hands to forheads.
Tis a glorious sight.
There he lies.

There he lies,
Waiting.
He hears a wonderful song,
Tis the requim of life.
Tis sung with a wonderful voice.
Alas, it is a choir of banshees.
A congregation of herald angels accompany,
Trumpets lifted the accompany with the song of the ages.
Tis a glorious composition.
There he lies.

There he lies.
Alas, darkness.
Yet in the darkness there is light brighter then the stars.
A gentle hand holds him.
He is lifted.
Herald angels lead him through gates of gold.
Alas a saint returns to the lord!