Emancipation Suite Part II: Dawn
Under burning skyFlames are rising highGround is turning red,All but one is deadDying man his handsAbove his head
Through the ruthless night,Fought with all his mightMade his final stand,Made the last demandPaid the price,His dying time's at hand
Nothing left to feel,Nothing left to hearHeroes die alone
Then he seesFirst lightDawning