The Choice Lyrics

Time surges as the rain seeks to overwhelm the earth
Its caress implores me to return.
Dripping and soaking me, its bitter bouquet dictates a final decision.

To subsist, a chimera shall be forgotten.
To survive, a Utopia has to be buried

A desire to feel this ease again.
A craving to handle my fenced realm.

To cease or to remain…

To allow the shame of abandon.
To vacate and live with this guilt.
Remorse lulled by a stigma of disgrace.
I have buried my friends and I'm not willing to embrace Death again.
The claws of the Dark Lady have not yet chosen me.

Honor, Renown, Mortal, Glory, Legend, Leader.
I foresee an humble destiny.
A prophecy of a celestial city.
The domains of gods will be thy rest eternally.
Thy name shall be remembered endlessly.

I choose the glory
I accept my fate
Valhalla is close to me
I will soon open its gates