In the end as my soul’s laid to rest. What is left of my body? Or am I just a shell? And I have fought and with flesh and blood I commanded an army. Through it all I have given my heart for a moment of glory

In the end, as we fade into the night. Who will tell the story of your life?
And who will remember your last goodbye? 'Cause it’s the end and I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid to die.