***
I've held on for as long as I can,
For those I swore I'd always defend.
I've stood my ground all my life,
I've carried burdens till the day of my 'end.'
If Fate would have me, let it now Fall,
My back's strong; it'll shoulder all.
Please let me go—go—go~.
If I could only lay my aching head and rest,
If there were nothing left to fight or keep,
Maybe then I might at last be 'free—'
Maybe death is like falling asleep...
But I wouldn't know...
I never rest.
...Please let me go.
We're not ready to lose you yet,
Don't go saying your goodbyes tonight.
There is a stubborn beauty in the world,
And we would see you hold the light.
We won't let you go—go—go~...
Hold on. Please don't go.
***
The Holy City had never held so many souls.
From the highest roofs to the farthest gates, every street overflowed with people.
