The End Alone in the streets with a wall in his back
a hero is facing the end
abandoned by those whom he used to protect
he'll rather be broken than bent.

He isn't a fool he can see how it ends
the new powers are on the rise
All the others around him whom he then called friends
found themselves their compromise.

And he is the last and he stands in their way
He will never become their pawn
He has fought them back then and he'll do so today
But he knows that he won't see the dawn.

One candle flutters but another will light
The winter must come but there follows a spring
The last line’s to be written for this man tonight
A chapter concluded but others begin.

Alone in the street with his back to the wall
A hero is facing the end
The times they have changed he's abandoned by all
Still he'll rather be broken than bent.