I know I will die,
If I will follow my conscience.
I worry not for myself,
But for my loved ones behind.
I finally closed my eyes,
When I cannot take it anymore.
The way they snatched my life,
Is like a ritual of the devils.
Spare my memories,
Just like my family.
Let me leave my footprints,
As I attempted to escape.
Well, you won this battle,
But only for a day.
I will raise the curtains,
While the heavens let me in.
I died like a pig,
In a barren and far away land.
The cult dug the grave,
Where they kept me warm.
My last breath is for love,
For the family that I cherished.
Someday, when all these trials are over.
I will live like an angel.
