Sacrifice is not dying,
Sacrifice meant to endure what is tiring .
What is painful. What is unsure. What is the consequences. What is you.
You that become of what you are.
You who've reached your life this far.
You who had those happiness
You who needs to deal those sadness
You who've been betrayed
You whom love you've portrayed
You who had those courage
You who've hidden your image
You who've been born from all the ages
It was the mere existence of ourselves was sacrifice. The predicament of what we had since day one. Since when our life begun.
Death was mearly a reward for those sacrifices.
An entrance towards our conclusions
In this world filled with fusions
I was afraid not to death but of regret.
Regret not to love them fully
Regret not to provide him home
Regret to leave my love tragically.
Regret to have my child alone.