Who would have thought it ends this way?
The stars, how they had warned us.
Now I don’t know how to make you stay.
I can feel your life slipping through.
My hands shake, you are cold,
and I never guessed, I never knew.
My heart breaks as I let go.
We never knew where this led,
and now your blood is on my hands.
As the lamb makes his final stand,
I wish this wasn’t how it ends.
And now the sands tell your time.
As the wolf shouts to the moon,
the stars above you, they align.