Before the hours of the dawn

Before the hours of the dawn,

i awake with a silent yawn,

cold and hungry i leave my bed,

to find that doomsday has not fled,

hate and rage fill my heart,

knowing that we must depart

to fight the war that seals your fate,

it is a hunger you must sate,

pain and evil draw you away,

goodbye is somthing you could never say,

my darling prince i'll miss you so,

you left me full of misary and woe.