Fight My Friend!
You say that you are gone,
You say that you're alone.
You say all these things and yet
still i wonder, still I ponder,
Why don't you now stand and fight?
Fight the demons in your dreams,
Stand up tall to face your fears,
Make your allies, Make your tears,
Fight the pity in your heart.
Pity cannot save you friend,
For it pities for itself.
Lost in pity, lost in death,
Pity cannot help you here.
Or but are you much to scared?
To take my challenge up I say,
Stand and fight, or now be lost,
Lost to pity's cruel cold tide.