with death knocking add a cold chill sharpened pain and gone at once my eyes close shut my fingers drop left now for fears to receive and anger swallowing he is left to fight for me even with his compromised condition and senses failing throughout his system he is fighting now until the death robbed by that which deserves no breath all that’s left is rage and horror with his blood dripping to add to mine he makes his final shot just before he’s gone blind his life is gone but so is mine and so is his, he who deserved none and now has none