I know it's better deep down in the ground
Then to stand here and listen to your hurtful sounds.
Why would you ever leave me on this cold floor to bleed away everything we stood for.
You were my last great hope...
Now I ask you, why ?
I thought you were my only friend but now that we
have reached our lonely end.
Now I see the dagger is in my back and I didn't see it coming
The times I've bled don't you remember when the snow turned red back in December.
I loved you more than any other
I would have given my life for you but it sees that you have taken it from me...
Why my friend ?
How did we end this ?
Answer my friend. Why ?
The darkness sets so, as I say my last words,
They won't be words of hate, when you see my corpse you'll realize your mistake, don't cry for me my friend is too late...
My Brutus...