Consider this my endnote to be read when I’m gone. I have always been looking for this, dying for this, but It seems I've lost track. This is everything I believed in. This is what I'll take back. We won’t compete. I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist. We won’t compete. Everything we have is lost through arrogance. We won’t compete. I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist. We won’t compete. It’s only us who feel the consequence. I choose to start today because I’m longing for a life less plagued. Where we both know, that if we both go, then we leave behind an empty page. Why would I fight a war when I’ve lost everything I'm fighting for? Why do you turn your head when together we could wake the dead? This is not beyond repair. This is a certainty. This is a must for me. Because it’s not beyond repair. We won’t compete. I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist. We won’t compete. Everything we have is lost through arrogance. We won’t compete. I won’t fight for a throne that doesn’t exist. We won’t compete. It’s only us who feel the consequence. You can't break me. I have taken the stand and I have earned my place. Those who breed disgrace remain faceless. With my head held high, I’ll give until I am gone. You can't break me. With my head held high, I’ve been here all along. You can't break me.