As I hold my breath With my hand on my heart I face the wind Carrying your scent, tearing me apart I gaze at the landscape For a sign of life I close my eyes As I reach for my knife Come my friend, fight no more Free yourself from this tortured life My blade, shimmering in the sun Bringer of light Sits poised in my hand Feeling my might As it turns, gleaming, flashing I look to the sky Freedom awaits me So I must die Come my friend, give up now Free yourself from this tortured life Falling, spiralling down Descending into madness Deciding my own fate Leaving this world of hate behind Far away, I hear an echo An angels voice is calling me Carried on the whispering winds It reaches me before my blade A song flies through the valley In my mind I recognize A familiar chant, so close to me I cannot fathom this impossibility Is this real Or is it a dream I hear my beloved call Shall I yet be redeemed? Hope on the horizon As I hold my breath Though I can't see my love I no longer choose death The fool! He fails to see My gift of immortality I shall make him understand Or I shall burn his fatherland Freedom! I will not die! You will now die!