Once again, I bear witness to The Aftermath Trails of bodies, innards dragged admist monsters Shared like rations, this lot knows no honor No one left beside me but my shadow A grimm reminder, serving as the reason of survival Unburied corpses, undeserving of grounds somber Yet again, this sword I hold trembles Begging me to stop marching Repeating the same line in vain "There's no point of continuing, has your hunger not been met?" Grip the Handle, crease the Iron Count your heartbeat, pace your breathing No returning, you must face it Restart the war, now, reply to your contention "Not Yet." Once Again, I cause Rain To switch Crimson Pleading eyes, mixed anger, well in their rights Yet, acceptance in their wills, as Edges Cleave their shape atwine Something I envy, I chose to be left behind