Forgotten Warrior

Handcuffed to the shadows
The time is unwinding
I hear there hands rattle
Its too late, they will not find me

By the end, I will have made a mark
This will be engraved into stone
All these memories are truly dark
Some things are better left alone

So I make my stand
Time is short, time to go
I say all the prayers I can
And I let it all go