Changing in spades and laid to waste- everything I'd known One of the few left with volition of my own My connections would supply their weapons My infection would keep me unthreatened They'd sense my plaga and I'd be spared of attack That is, of course, unless I tried to fight back Or tried to arm anyone with different blood This contract they made sure I understood
Then in the darkness a glimmer of hope shone A man named Leon with a mission of his own I watched him rest the souls of countless ganados He sought to destroy the ones who ran the show
He received our curse before long, But had a means to suppress it I intended to help him along, And now I could safely confess it I supplied him with the tools to travel through the danger To avoid suspicion I charged and always called him stranger I made his weapons unique- far better than the rest Supplied a range for him, and he never failed to impress Our alliance of stock and skill was the solution To how Leon and I would find our retribution
I stood by my ally- always I followed nearby Ensured nothing went awry- I knew he'd keep me alive At last Leon had found his final confrontation Against the master plaga- evil's incarnation It was time to bring their story to a close To sever and destroy the head of the Illuminados
Having bid Sadler his final adieu I thought that we would leave- I thought I'd start anew Leon escaped, and left the monsters to their doom But I guess that I thought wrong, because he left me too I watched him ride away into the sunrise I would have called it lies, if I'd not seen with my own eyes He never looked back- did I even cross his mind? Was saving my life not worth the extra time? He didn't look back..