At last, I drift in to the long night.

No more lies, no more pain and no more war. Just peace in the last march drumming in my heart. I don the scarlet cross as I've won my sound of silence.

They say there's tears in heaven and angels may disagree. I dare them to brace the gales I have, no coat or shelter really. I dare them to try to walk across the shattered glass barefoot that lay to waste my old life. Many made attempts to follow me but it's a path to be walked alone. In this moment, I'll transcend the darkness beyond once the flame dies out. Rest in peace, finally and forever.