I watched my hero die today,
Slowly fading with the darkness.
Giving up on everything,
Suddenly I'm a heiress.

I inheret all the pain,
Tear of sadness.
I'm getting everything,
Throw it in the blackness.

Coldness in the heart,
The mind has been dead.
Nothing that I want.
All has been said.

Figures of imagination.
Passing slowly by,
A body of shaded black,
A checkered floor is where it will lie.

Not a heartbeat will sound.
No movement will rise.
I look at the floor, the body,
Of the hero I despise.