Awesome song fit for someone's final act in life.
They were all dead. My friends, family, allies, and enemies all wiped out from the face of existence. I'm the last one. It was all over. Sitting against the back of the tombstone of my love placed beside the others I look back and try to see where and why my life went all wrong, but when I try to piece my past together, it was useless. My past was like a broken mirror and the more I try to put them back together they break into more pieces, cutting myself along process. No matter how hard I fight or act positive it was futile, it would always end in blood whether it be friend or foe. I couldn't save them let alone myself. No matter how good I do or treat other nicely, I would always get shunned or have my actions or words would be twisted and exploited by others, leaving me to be judged by the cover.
In short, my past already disappeared when I first stepped into this world full of ignorant and mindless people. The only thing I wanted from then which led through so many events up until now was revenge. I was on the verge of insanity and horror upon seeing true evil and hatred. Just when you thought you had reached the deepest depths of horror, it suddenly got worse. How to turn off that small voice inside your head that started to whisper that you should be glad... that now, if not before, your revenge was justifiable on any conceivable moral scale. That small voice proved, beyond any doubt, that I was damned. Now I realized that there was no glory in this. I hadn't asked for this crap. Trouble had come to me, in big dark swarms. The good and the just, they were like memories and false visions as if they were never real. I had no illusions. I wasn't one of them. I was no hero. Just me and the gun pointed right under my chin. I knew that if I pulled the trigger, everyone's sacrifice would be in vain, all their lives given to save me for nothing. I'd be letting the heartless fools win and we the so-called "heroes" would be forgotten in the pages of history and my body never to be found, left alone sitting and bleeding for eternity. But why continue my meaningless existence to protect a world that hates you, run by fear and hatred, and filled with nothing but emptiness and misery. There's no hope or any point to live on. My options had decreased to a singular course. *Cocks gun* *BANG!!!* (Is he dead? Or is he still alive because of his undying convictions? I'm gonna leave that to your imagination.)
Music is awesome as usual. Sounds like this would work on someone's final hours or minutes of his/ or her life and do something epic or shocking that'll leave you speechless!!! Nice work! Keep makin music and don't stop!!!