Cornered and helpless. I'm horrified and shaking But I must not show fear nor cry out in order to have a good death I must not beg for mercy. I will not see the next day But I'm proud, as the blade strikes I leave to join the gods I feel the warmth as my life disbands, spilling onto the Staining the sand, the crowd roars as I fall lifeless and silent This is a good death, but what has happened I'm looking at my corpse One dressed as Chloros The other as Mercury, defile my body This is not honorable Defile I am in a dream, I must redeem myself, myself, this is nothing like what I was told I've been betrayed and I must redeem myself restore honor somehow I shall return Defile the body dragged through the sand by hooks through the ankle I tried to stay honorable but now they have stripped my pride Restless soul wanders the earth forever This is disgraceful This is a bad death.