You were only a baby
About one year old
Your father stayed to fight,
So brave and bold.
Your mother ran upstairs
to get away from the strife
Though your father was killed
She wanted to save your life.
October 31st
Was that fatal day
The Dark Lord killed your parents
But you were left to stay.
Only a scar on your head,
Was all for you to hold.
But you never knew
There was a prophecy untold.
10 years later
You finally get away.
You have friends, a life, a school.
Where you dearly want to stay.
So now that you are older
You know who should fall
You must kill the dark lord
Kill him once and for all.
But now the question is
Will you prevail?
Or will you get cold feet?
Chicken out and bail.
