Is this some final test,
Another tormenting quest?
'Cause it's so strange to feel
Like I'm the only soldier on this battlefield.
What's the next step I should take?
Should I conquer my own ache
Or silently beg for this shell to crack,
For the scarlet walls to wreck?
I'll make a toast, ignore the stifled cries,
The last sip reminds me of my sacrifice.
Drips of sour red wine intoxicate my mind.
Is this what you wanted…